Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife novel Chapter 653

Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 653

“Phoebe!”

Jennie chased after Olivia. “Yes, I admit I’m very curious about your past, and I want to find out more about it. Do you know why?”

She looked firmly at Olivia and said each word clearly, “It’s because I think of you as my friend and my best friend forever. No matter what, I want…”

“I don’t need your acknowledgment, and I don’t want you to get involved in my past.”

Olivia interrupted mercilessly. “Jennie, I’m going to tell you very honestly that you’ve crossed the line. We’re no longer friends. Go back now.”

After that, she walked past Jennie and went upstairs to slam the door shut.

When she was in her room, she leaned against the door. Her tears slid silently from her cheek to her

mouth.

It was so bitter and sharp.

She slid down to the floor along the door, then clutched her face before bursting into tears.

Jennie was her only female friend. She was great to Olivia and Lyla. Furthermore, they started The One together. Thus, to Olivia, Jennie was very important, but…

Since she was very important, Olivia did not want her to step into this terrible zone.

If Dorothy could kill Zy, she could also kill Jennie.

Olivia did not have a way to protect Jennie, so she did not want to risk this. She would rather lose a friend than let anything happen to her.

‘I’m sorry, Jennie…

After a long time, Mrs. Simmons came to knock on her door. “Miss, are you asleep?”

Olivia came back to her senses. She washed her face in the bathroom before opening the door. “No.”

“Ms. Sutherland is gone.”

“Okay, I got it.”

Mrs. Simmons knew that between the two, the one who chased the other away was often the saddest.

She knew Olivia was kind and did not want to implicate others. However, she also did not want Olivia to fight alone. That was why she made a decision.

She did not sleep well that night. She kept dreaming about Zy and would wake up crying.

Therefore, her eyes were red and swollen the next day.

The wedding was today, so she could only yell downstairs after opening the door, “Mrs. Simmons, make two hard-boiled eggs for me!”

“Alright. Just a moment.”

She decided to take a hot shower to make her look more energized.

More than ten minutes later, she came out of the bathroom after changing her clothes. Then, someone walked in after opening the door.

She thought it was Mrs. Simmons, so she said without lifting her head, “Mrs. Simmons, put the eggs there. I’ll eat it later.”

Who could have guessed that in the next second, she would hear a familiar voice? “Did you cry last night, so you’re using eggs to reduce the swelling?”