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.”
“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
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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