Chapter 94
A mouthful of blood gushed into her mouth and she immediately ran into the bathroom to spit it out.
She lowered her head and realized that the blood she spat out this time was not scarlet red as usual but pitch black.
She opened the water tap and washed the blood away then wiped off the remaining
blood on the corner of her mouth.
Even if the downpour did not exist, she would most probably become depressed and upset upon seeing the two and end up vomiting blood to death.
Olivia took a painkiller right after and tossed the bottle into her bag to take with her.
She could not bring herself to stay here anymore.
Yet, she ended up running into John just as she reached the door.
The man stood in front of her with a deterrent force and gazed at her coldly. “Where are you going?”
“None of your business.”
John grabbed her wrist. “How can I not care when you are my wife?”
She raised her head and looked at him fearlessly despite being in despair. “Johnny, do you still remember that I am your wife? Has this idea ever crossed your mind when you were choking me earlier?”
“Olivia, don’t make things any harder!”
“John Freeman, do you actually think that asking the main lady to take care of the mistress is a reward to me?”
“Olivia Larson!”
Olivia felt that whenever John called her by her name, it was like a curse, which made her feel disgusted and frightened.
“Let go of me!”
“Which men are you going to see now?”
“Do you actually think that I am that desperate for men? Do I look that thirsty? You were the only man in my heart and eyes for the past seventeen years, you jerk! How unfortunate!”
John’s heart trembled. ‘Seventeen years, why does she keep talking about seventeen years?’
“Seventeen years?”
Olivia then remembered that he had lost his memory so she gave up explaining
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