Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman's Indifferent Sinner Wife

Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 222

However, before John could take Olivia to her unit, the police stopped him.

“Ms. Larson, can you please come with us?”

Olivia had expected all of this. Dorothy had put up the video and called the reporters, so she would not have forgotten about the police.

Dorothy did not just want to humiliate her. She wanted the world to see Olivia in handcuffs for of the murder.

“Put me down.”

John was reluctant, but he still put her down.

It irritated John to see Olivia accepting the handcuffs calmly.

Just as the police were about to take her away, he grabbed her hand and whispered,” Wait for me.”

Wait for him?

Olivia smiled. “John, isn’t this what you want to see?”

‘Hasn’t he always wanted to make Dorothy his wife?

‘Hasn’t he often threatened to send me to prison?’

‘Isn’t this what he wants?’

‘Hypocrite!’

Olivia smiled as she faced the cameras, not showing the slightest bit of fear or panic.

Dorothy wanted to embarrass her. She had to smile and not let Dorothy get what she

was expecting to see.

However, tears rolled down her cheeks when she sat in the police car.

Cole had refused to prove her innocence until his final breath. Who else could do it for her now?

Dorothy?

She cried and laughed like a madwoman.

Even the police were intimidated by her.

When they were at the police station, the police asked Olivia for details of the

murder, but she kept her lips sealed.

She wanted to say that someone had forced her, but would anyone believe that?

Forget the police, even John would not believe her.

That made her feel even more miserable.

Olivia had done everything she could to get Uncle Wallace’s body back, but in the end, she could not let him rest in

peace.

She felt really useless!

Perhaps the policeman was annoyed with her refusing to speak for some time, so he stood up and said, “Ms. Larson, we have plenty of time, so we advise you to confess.”

“Officer.” She suddenly spoke.

“Are you going to confess now?”

Olivia looked at the policemen with tears shimmering in her reddened eyes and hoarsely asked, “Have you found Uncle Wallace?”

“Not yet.”

“Please find him. When I came to report that he was missing, you could not find him. I was the one who found his body. I just gave him to you, but you lost him. Can you please return him to me?”

Olivia did not want to plead her innocence. She just wanted Uncle Wallace to bel

buried. It was worth it.

The police saw her crying from the bottom of her heart with every word. He felt helpless and left.

They checked the records. Indeed, as Olivia said, she had come to see the police. long before this. They also suspected that she did not murder the victim.

However, she had confessed in the video, so she was the main suspect. They could not release her unless they found evidence of her innocence.

They locked her in the cell.

She hugged herself and squatted in the corner of the room, disappointed.

Suddenly, a shadow fell over her. She did not lift her head as she thought someone would hit her again.

“Hit me if you want, but not in the stomach.”

However, all she heard was Dorothy’s triumphant laughter. “Olivia, you’re going to

jail, but you’re still thinking about your baby?”

Olivia lifted her head and clenched her teeth as she said, “Dorothy, how dare you go back on your word!”

“So what? You’re doomed now, and no one can save you. As for the dead old man, I’ve already thrown him into the sea to feed the fish!”

“Dorothy! I’m going to kill you!”

Olivia suddenly pounced on her frantically, wanting to strangle her. She was like a devil from hell, scaring Dorothy.

“Ahh!”

After all, there were bars, so Dorothy managed to back away. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Then, a familiar voice at the door called her name.

“Olivia Larson!”