Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife novel Chapter 12

Olivia felt pain in her chest again. She wanted to cough.

However, she suppressed the urge to cough and said, “I’ll do it.”

Thus, she went downstairs to get Dorothy’s luggage.

Olivia was thin and weak, and she was seriously ill. The wound on her abdomen had not even healed yet. She felt a searing pain on her body after only carrying the 28-inch suitcase for about two steps.

However, she gritted her teeth, endured it, and did not stop.

Halfway up the stairs, she heard John’s voice.

“Leave the luggage in the room and start cooking. I’m having lunch at home.”

Olivia froze. She was afraid John would hurt Ian, so she stopped and answered with her stuttering and pale lips without turning back, “Okay.”

One of them was her husband, and the other was her best friend.

She knew what they both liked to eat.

After putting the luggage in the room, Olivia ordered some ingredients online and headed downstairs to prepare lunch.

She saw Dorothy and John on the sofa before she could evem walk down the stairs.

Dorothy was cuddled up in John’s arms, and John was looking at her gently.

It was a painful scene for Olivia to watch.

The gentleness John was showing had once belonged to her, but it had been snatched away by another woman.

‘Aren’t they ashamed, acting like lovebirds right in front of me?’

Olivia gulped and clenched her fist. Each step she took down the stairs was heavy and reluctant.

When she finally reached the ground floor, Dorothy lifted her head, and the smile on her face faded. She bit her lips and pretended to be wronged.

“Liv, are you angry to see me here?

“You must be angry with me. You’ve been upstairs for so long. I-I’m sorry.”

Before Dorothy could finish her words, John interrupted her. “Dolly, you don’t have to apologize to her.”

Then, he glanced at Olivia coldly. “Olivia, don’t ever bully Dorothy when I’m not around, or you’ll pay the price!”

Dorothy immediately shook John’s arms and buried her face in his chest.

“Johnny, don’t do that… After all, Olivia is your wife.”

“Dolly, you don’t have to see her as my wife. She’s just a maid here.”

‘She’s just a maid.’

Those words made Olivia freeze like they were a spell cast on her. She looked at John in disbelief.

She doubted if this was the man she had loved for four years.

Was he still the man who had once doted on her like she was his treasure?

He had been treating her coldly for two years and always refused to return home. It was okay if there were rumors about him and other women.

However, he had now brought back his mistress and ordered her to serve them.

Thinking about the past, Olivia gasped and shivered. “Johnny, w-what did you just say?”

John seemed annoyed. He stood up and approached Olivia. With his hand around her neck, he gazed at her coldly before he spoke indifferently.

“Do you have a problem with that? What did I say yesterday? Olivia, don’t try to test my limits.”

His limits?

Olivia almost thought it was hilarious. How dare he talk about limits after what he had done these two years!

Was his limits destroying the Larson family just because his mistress did not like them?

Olivia’s cheeks flushed red, and her eyes were bloodshot. She looked to be in despair. When she could not breathe anymore, she grinned.

It was scary and odd.