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

Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 39

John stopped moving and stared at Olivia with his dark

eyes, making her gasp in fear.

That was it. She had pissed John off.

Olivia closed her eyes, shrank her neck back, and instinctively shielded her head with her hands.

However, she did not feel anything even after a long time.

She carefully opened her eyes and peered through a gap in her hand. The man that had been in front of her just a

moment ago was gone.

She put her hands down and looked around. John was no longer in the room.

Olivia could not believe it. She had strangled Dorothy, and Dorothy had accused her of cheating on John. Then, she pissed off John and even slapped him. However, John had not done anything besides leave the ward.

This was impossible.

John had been so cruel to Olivia. He did not show her mercy even when she was wounded.

Had she woken him up from his daze with her words?

Olivia put down her sore arms and looked at her bleeding body. She sighed.

Perhaps John had begun to believe her. After all, they had been together for years, and he still loved her dearly.

Her heart thumped as if it had been revived. It felt alive again.

She moved to the head of the bed, rang the bell, and called for the nurse to rebandage her.

The nurse looked at her wounds and frowned. “Ms. Larson, is that man really your husband?”

Olivia nodded.

“That’s cruel. How could he do this to you? It’s domestic violence.”

Domestic violence…

Olivia recalled a memory of her laying in John’s arms as she looked up at him and asked, “Johnny, will you abuse me if you don’t like me anymore one day?”

“Silly girl, what are you thinking?”

“I saw on TV that many men abuse their wives after they cheat on them and want a divorce. I’m afraid…”

John lowered his head and kissed Olivia’s hair. He

pinched her cheek gently and smiled at her. “I won’t

cheat on you, and I won’t ever want a divorce. Liv, you’re the only woman I love.”

What an ironic memory.

He had cheated on her and abused her. The only part of the promise he had fulfilled was not divorcing her.

However, he was only keeping her around to torture her.

‘Johnny, humans can always change. Will you be nice to me again after being mean to me?’

When the nurse saw tears shimmering in Olivia’s eyes, she shook her head. Then, she left silently after

bandaging Olivia again.

Some things were not for outsiders to meddle with. Only Olivia would know what was going on.

It was just like Zac asking her if her revenge plan was

worth it.

She loved John, and he had saved her four years ago. If she were to walk down memory lane, her love for him began when they were ten…

Olivia was unsure if it was tiredness or because she had lost too much blood, but she felt drowsy and fell asleep.

The following morning, the rustling of plastic bags woke her up.

She rubbed her eyes and looked over with squinted eyes. All she saw was Zac pouring porridge into a bowl.

“Mr. Quinton?”

Zac saw her awake, and he smiled. “Hey, don’t call me

Mr. Quinton. It makes me think I’m still at work.”

Olivia smiled sheepishly. “Sorry, you… Don’t you have to work today?”

“I don’t have to go to court today. Someone else is

looking after things. I have nothing important up today.”

Then, Zac handed her the porridge. “Can you drink it yourself?”

Olivia recalled how Zac fed her before this, and her ears flushed red. She nodded. “Hmm, my hands are better today. I can eat by myself.” Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Here. Finish it up.”

Olivia took a sip and praised the food. “Thank you. It’s delicious.”

She looked at Zac sitting by her bed and staring at her. It made her feel a little embarrassed.

“Mr. Quin… Zac, you don’t have to visit me.”