Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman's Indifferent Sinner Wife

Chapter 470

“Long time no see.”

Ken initiated the conversation and walked over to open the passenger seat car door. He then turned back and got in the driver’s seat.

“Let’s go somewhere else to talk.”

Without saying a word, John raised his hand and took a sharp puff of the cigarette. Then, he extinguished the cigarette butt, threw it into the trash can, turned around, and got into the car.

The two kept quiet along the way as if they were both just waiting to reach their destination.

Ten minutes later, the two went back to the bar from before and went into the private cabin.

John simply sat down, lit a cigarette, and poured a glass of wine.

After a long moment, he finally opened his mouth. “You’ve been keeping in touch with her?”

“No. My first time meeting her after four years.”

“Where have you been these four years?”

“Advanced study, and on a retreat.”

John leaned against the sofa, closed his eyes, took a puff of the cigarette, blew out the smoke, and asked in his hoarse voice, “She didn’t deny it?”

“Deny what?”

John was asking after a while and nodded.

this, John opened his eyes and laughed self-mockingly. “If

not respond and took

action, even those little habits. She hasn’t

glass he had in hand. “But she doesn’t want me to know. She’s fine with everyone else knowing, just not

have you reflected on your

“It was a misunderstanding.”

to her. It

another glass of wine for himself. “John, it’s not

put out the cigarette

only clipped it between his index and middle finger. He placed his slender hand on the armrest and let the smoke

responsible for Zy’s

“I didn’t do it.”

you four years ago. But you are still responsible for it despite the

was irritated. “How am I

Dorothy to do whatever over and over again. That’s why all of that happened. Zy could not stand aside seeing Olivia suffering. And what did you do? You protected Dorothy, contributed

never expected that this man in front of him would never have considered that

and he knew that John had

more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and he shouted, “If it wasn’t because of

fire burning in his chest and was about to shoot

threw the wine glass on the ground hard and stood up to yell,