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

Chapter 502

Olivia struggled to take out the towel from behind her. Finally, she got a hold of it and threw it aside. She tried to put a new one behind her, but she had lost feeling in her hand, so she could not reach around no matter how much she tried. Eventually, she gave up.

She tried very hard to keep herself awake, but she still ended up falling asleep.

When John came back, he saw her falling asleep with her head tilted against the headrest.

He shook his head helplessly, stepped forward, and carefully put down the new towel for her. After that, he gently let her lie flat on the bed and covered her with the quilt.

Regardless of whether he could forgive everything in their past, he decided to not give up just like

that.

He had to get her to return to him for the rest of her life.

It was already the next morning when Olivia woke up.

Her fever had completely subsided. Although her body was still a little limp, she did not have much problem moving around on her own.

She walked out of the room and looked around, but she did not see John.

Was last night just a dream?

However, when she looked down at the clothes on her body, she was sure that it was not a dream.

Where was he?

dizzy, but her stomach was growling uncontrollably, so she could not resist. She used the wall

the counter, she found a

also some

‘Porridge?’

over and opened the lid of the pot. There was really beef stew in it, and it

warm.

reaching for it, she

don’t

stuffed some beef into

taste was

also a note

are some vegetables. Remember to finish

vision gradually blurred, and her memory suddenly returned

whenever she was sick, she would crave beef, particularly

sick, especially with a high fever, they should not eat beef

how much John tried to persuade her otherwise, she refused to listen. She would cry, make a fuss, and insist that she wanted to eat

bring it back to make stew for her. However, in order to prevent her from

said she could offset the negative effects of

on the stovetop, bit her lip, and

‘Why?

are you doing

kindness, or the