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

Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 112

Zyla quickly took a piece of tissue paper and wiped Olivia’s hand clean. Then, she took out some medicine, passed it to Olivia, and said, “Here’s your medicine, Sis Liv.”

After taking her medication, Olivia closed her eyes. She no longer dared to think about the Larson’s Residence.

Zyla did not stay for long. After watching Olivia finish her chicken soup, she packed everything up and left.

Right after Zyla left, John came in. As he sat on the stool, he seemed to realize that there was residual heat on it. He frowned. His dark pools of eyes bore deep into Olivia’s.

“Who came here?”

“No one.” Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Olivia Larson, how dare you! How dare you get your b*stard men to come to even the hospital for you?”

Olivia saw that he was angry and felt a sharp pain in her heart. Then, she sneered. ” Why, have I wounded your heart again, Mr. Freeman?”

John stood up when he saw that Olivia did not refute what he said. He pinched her chin tightly like he was trying to take her apart.

“Olivia Larson, it looks like you still haven’t learned from your mistakes.”

“Mr. Freeman, how have I not learned from my mistakes? You make my own brother throw a vase at my head while calling me a b*tch who killed his parents. How could I forget that?”

John shuddered when he heard Olivia address him as Mr. Freeman. An unknown fire sprung up from his heart.

“Mr. Freeman? Olivia Larson, I’m your husband!”

Husband?

Olivia laughed mockingly. “So? My husband would never allow another woman to destroy the Larson family and would never bring his mistress home to live with him.”

“You’re really tired of living now, aren’t you?”

John released his hand and barked coldly, “Guards, bring her to the little black hut.”

Little black hut?

Olivia trembled. She was like a living corpse as she allowed the bodyguards to drag

her out.

The man she had loved for 17 years had an unlimited number of ways to torture her. She was tired both physically and mentally.

After a long time in the car, she was dragged out in a daze and thrown straight into at

little hut.

There was no ventilation inside the hut, and it was pitch black. There were also draughts of a rotten smell in the air she was breathing in.

The scene pulled her back to that night 17 years ago, which made her back pool with sweat and her legs lose their strength.

John stood at the door and watched her from above. “Olivia Larson, you will stay here and think about your mistakes!”

As long as this place was locked from the outside, no matter how hard Olivia threw herself against the door, she would not be able to escape.

This time, he did not have to worry about her running away.

Olivia crawled over to John and yanked on the leg of his trousers, her bloodshot eyes staring at him with great fear in them. Her ashen lips shivered as she asked, “Johnny, did you really forget about it, or are you doing this on purpose?”

She was afraid of the dark, and she was more afraid of small dark spaces like this.

However, John had picked this place out deliberately for her to réflect on her actions!

John yanked his leg away, turned to look coldly at her, and slammed the door without saying a word.

After hearing the sound of the chain locking the door from outside, Olivia shrieked, “I hate you, John Freeman!”

He did not forget. He had done this on purpose!

She had always felt sad because she thought that he had forgotten his promise from 17 years ago, but now, her heart felt like it had been dug out of her chest.

The pain was unbearable.

The man that rescued her 17 years ago had now thrown her into a black hut 17 years

later.

Olivia smiled mockingly. She had now understood.

John Freeman was trying to kill that hopeful young girl from 17 years ago, and he was using his actions to tell her that the promise he gave her 17 years ago meant nothing to him now!

If that was the case, why did she have to still hold onto whatever happened 17 years

ago?

Olivia curled up in the corner and looked at her surroundings with fear. At that very moment, the thunder started rumbling outside, and soon, it started pouring rain.

She shivered. Why were the heavens against her as well?

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