Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife novel Chapter 15

‘Demanding me to apologize to Dorothy?

‘In your dreams!

‘I might be pathetic and weak, but I’m not pathetic enough to apologize to the mistress who destroyed my family and marriage.’

Olivia’s cheeks flushed red, and she could feel the pain in her chest. The scent of blood assailed her throat, making her feel nauseous. However, she refused to give in.

“I-I did nothing to her.”

John glanced at her coldly and exerted more strength as though he wanted to break her neck.

“Olivia, don’t make me repeat it!”

Olivia’s eyes were red, and she stared at John coldly and stubbornly. Blood seeped out of her mouth as she uttered the words with all her might, “In… your dreams!”

John could not believe Olivia was so stubborn.

As expected, she was still the Olivia Larson who would never give in easily.

He let go of her. She slid down to the ground along the wall. Her left hand lay on the ground, bringing down the drip bag with it.

The drip bottle turned red, looking scary.

John did not know what was wrong with him. He had wanted to kill Olivia countless times, yet he could not do it every time he tried.

That woman deserved to die!

“Olivia, I’ll bury your brother if you refuse to apologize. I’m serious.”

Ian…

Olivia was like a devil from hell. She held onto John’s ankle with her bloody hands and spoke with her dry and horse voice. “Don’t hurt Ian.”

“Then kneel!”

No! Olivia did not want to kneel!

When they were in a deadlock, someone opened the door. Dorothy was in her patient’s attire, swaying as she staggered into the wad.

She bit her lip and looked at the scene. Gloating deep inside, she shed tears on the surface as she said, “Johnny, don’t embarrass Liv like this. I understand that she hates me. Don’t do this…”

Noticing Dorothy was about to fall, John held her in his arms and said gently, “Dorothy, you just gained consciousness. Why are you here?”

Dorothy leaned in John’s embrace as she shook her head and sobbed. “Johnny, I don’t want to see you like this. I remember how much you and Olivia loved each other before. I-I can understand why she hates me now. Besides, I lost my temper and stabbed her, too.”

Then, she looked at Olivia with tears in her eyes. “Liv, are you… alright?”

Olivia wanted to sneer.

Dorothy should be given an Oscar for being such a great actress.

John’s anger, which had subsided, flared up again.

He turned around and looked at Olivia, who was leaning weakly against the wall with a gloomy expression. “Olivia, look at how kind Dolly is. Why are you so mean?

“You’ve hurt her three times. First you made her suffer from a miscarriage, then hurt her stomach, then you almost killed her. Olivia, I must’ve been too kind to you.”

Kind?

John had indeed believed what Dorothy told him. He would never listen to Olivia, no matter how hard she tried to explain.

Olivia had given up explaining.

She lay softly on the ground. Blood was all over her, but she did not know where it had come from.

Maybe it was from her hand, mouth, belly, or thigh.

She had bruises all over her, and her lungs hurt. She even felt her heart shattering into pieces.

Did it hurt?

Of course.

However, they did not hurt as much as her heart did.

After a while, she lifted her head, spoke with her pale lips, and stared at John with red eyes.