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

Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 134

“Sis Liv, you may not believe me.”

Zyla bandaged Olivia’s wound. She bit her lips and hesitated as she continued. “It might not be Mr. Freeman.”

Olivia looked at her. Her eyes were full of self-mockery. “What should I believe when it comes to him? He has no problem throwing me into a dark room, so he definitely could’ve found someone to kidnap me.” Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

John had crushed all her dreams and destroyed everything about their past.

To her, John had already become a demon. A demon who could do anything.

The only thing that had not changed was that she still loved him. She even expected him to change.

Why should she expect something impossible?

Zyla knew Olivia was the person who wanted to trust John the most in this world. However, she was heartbroken and did not want to get deceived again.

She brought Olivia a glass of water and said, “Sis Liv, drink the water and take medicine, then go to bed. We’ll talk about this tomorrow, okay?”

Olivia thought of the baby and nodded obediently. “Okay.”

However, only after two hours, Olivia shot up from the bed.

Zyla was guarding Olivia by her side. She quickly approached her when she saw her

awake.

“Sis Liv, are you alright? Why are you sweating?”

Olivia gasped for breath and smiled wryly. “Nothing!”

She had just had a dream. In the dream, John tried to kill her.

She jolted up from the bed in fear.

Zyla handed the water to her and said, “Sis Liv, Mr. Quinton said they found the kidnappers from yesterday, and he suspects the kidnapping has something to do with Dorothy.”

Dorothy?

Olivia’s hands shuddered. She lifted her head and looked at Zyla as she asked, “Did

he find any evidence?”

“No. Dorothy was smart and might have asked someone to do things for her. That’s why she can always get away with things.”

Olivia put her glass down and looked out of the window.

She took a deep breath.

That was something Dorothy could and would do.

“Where is Dorothy now?”

“The hospital. It seems she suffered some trauma from the thunderstorm and has been staying there since.”

Olivia sneered as she thought, ‘Wasn’t the day of the thunderstorm the day I was locked up in the little black hut?’

No wonder John left her there all night. It turned out he had gone to his dearest mistress.

“Zyla, can you drive me to the hospital?”

“But Sis Liv, your wounds.”

“It’s alright.”

‘What are these wounds compared to the wounds in my heart?’

Zyla knew there was no way she could persuade Olivia, so she got up, helped Olivia change her clothes, and supported her on her way to the car.

Olivia opened the ward door and entered. She found Dorothy eating an apple in her room with all her limbs intact.

Upon hearing the sound of the door, Dorothy immediately put on an act and leaned weakly against the headboard.

“Dorothy, do you think you’re an actress, putting up an act for everybody all day?”

Olivia sneered at that. Only John would believe such a poor act.

Dorothy knew it was Olivia upon hearing Olivia’s voice. She turned around and glared at Olivia. “Olivia!”

Olivia leaned against the wall, trying to keep her right foot off the ground.

“Why? Are you surprised to see me? Did you think I’d be dead or raped by now?’

She was pregnant, yet Dorothy could vicious pay someone to force themselves on

her.

Dorothy intended to kill her.

“Olivia, why aren’t you dead yet?”

Then, Dorothy sneered. “But I bet Johnny doesn’t want you anymore, seeing as you’re already in such a state.”