Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife novel Chapter 3

Olivia’s face reddened. Just as she was about to pass out again, John released his grip on her neck and grabbed her chin instead.

“Olivia, I promised I’d avenge Dolly’s child. I’ll make your life a living hell!”

Olivia coughed. Tears streamed down her face.

“Johnny, I didn’t know she was pregnant. I wasn’t trying to kill her…”

John scoffed. “Heh, you’ve done so many crazy things in the past two years out of jealousy. Dolly said you’re jealous of her, and that’s why you tried to kill her too!”

It had been two years since they fell out.

During those two years, John refused to get a divorce, and he would humiliate her repeatedly.

Suddenly, Olivia felt a knot in her stomach. She frowned and swallowed forcefully.

“What happened two years ago?”

John’s face was so dark it was terrifying. He looked as if he was about to kill her. “Don’t you know what you’ve done? If Dolly didn’t give me her kidney, I would have died!”

“What kidney?”

After Olivia asked that question, John pushed her to the ground and forcefully ripped off her clothes.

“Stop pretending!”

Olivia was so terrified that she stopped crying. However, she was already weak, so how could she stop him? John ripped her clothes to pieces, putting her fair skin on display.

“No! Johnny, no!”

John scoffed, not gentle at all. “Isn’t this what you want? Why are you still pretending otherwise?”

Olivia began crying hysterically.

At this moment, she did not know if her body or heart hurt more.

She could not wrap her head around this. Where did the old John, who loved her to death, go?

It had been two years. She tried to think of all possible reasons but still could not figure it out .

She only knew he despised her to the core!

However, she did not know why.

‘Did he really fall in love with Dorothy?’

After all, he had a lot of scandals, but he had never been truly intimate with anyone. Yet, he only cared about Dorothy.

After a while, John did not even look at her anymore. He left right after he put on his clothes.

Olivia’s eyes hurt. She felt as if she had cried her eyes dry to the point that they hurt.

She stared at the ceiling and put her hand on her chest. She murmured, “I have half a year left. It should be enough.”

Perhaps she had made up her mind because of John’s attitude just now. She was about to die, so why should she stay with him and just make him hate her more?

She wanted to leave.

She also had to find out what had happened two years ago.

She wanted to find out why John changed, why her father killed himself, and where her brother went.

When she thought about it, she remembered someone that might know the answer.

She endured the pain and walked to the bathroom. As she walked past the mirror and caught a glimpse of the bruises on her body, she could not stop herself from chuckling bitterly.

If he hated her so much, why did he still touch her?

After taking a shower, Olivia put on a long dress and left the house.

She then walked straight to Dorothy’s ward upon reaching the hospital.

When she pushed the door open, she sighed in relief when she saw that John was not there.

Dorothy was not surprised to see Olivia. She looked at Olivia contemptuously and asked, “Why are you here? Are you looking for Johnny?”

“No.”

“Are you here to ask me why I stole Johnny from you?”

“No.”

The conversation was incredibly monotonous.

Dorothy was impatient. She frowned and asked, “Why are you here, then? To ingratiate yourself to get in my good books?”

Olivia shook her head. “What happened two years ago?”

Dorothy was shocked. She smirked and replied, “You’re asking me what happened two years ago? You’re asking the wrong person.”

“Why did my father kill himself?”

“I don’t know.”

“What about my brother?”

Dorothy looked at Olivia’s pale face and felt detestation rising in her chest. She threw the fruit knife next to her at Olivia.

“Olivia, are you done? Why are you asking me about your family affairs? Are you on drugs?”