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

Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 242

John walked out with a dark face, but Rainie behind him grabbed him.

“Mr. Freeman, are you going to save Dolly now?”

“Let go!” John said coldly without looking back.

However, Rainie did not let go but ran after him and stopped in front of him. “Dolly’s true to you. You shouldn’t be so ruthless.”

With a dark face, John raised his hand and shook Rainie off. Malice appeared in his ink-like eyes. “My business has nothing to do with you!”

After taking two steps forward, he turned around and said with a sneer, “Also, watch your hands and mouth, or I’ll cut them off!”

Rainie could not help but shudder at this.

At that moment, she was convinced that John was as ruthless a man as the rumor

had said.

So much so that she could not help but admire Dorothy and Olivia.

They were brave to stick around a man like John for so long.

However, she did not know her so-called fiancé Zac only looked elegant but was no

worse than John.

Golden Hills Apartment.

After Zac dropped Olivia off, he offered to send her upstairs, but Olivia solemnly

refused.

He had no choice but to stand outside and watch her enter the lobby.

When Olivia got into the elevator, she did not go up. Instead, she went to the basement and climbed the stairs back to the ground floor.

After confirming Zac was gone, she was relieved to get out of the apartment complex and hail a taxi to Larson’s Residence.

Her heart felt empty after Zyla was gone, and she longed to see her old home.

Even though there had been a change of ownership.

When she got out of the car, Olivia adjusted her collar and looked up at the sky.

‘Zyla would have left by this time.

‘Hopefully, when she got there, she could start a new life and stop worrying so much.

‘And Uncle Wallace…”

Thinking of this, she called Mrs. Simmons.

“Mrs. Simmons, today is Uncle Wallace’s funeral. I was afraid you might be in danger, so I didn’t inform you…”

Mrs. Simmons paused for a moment before saying, “Ms. Larson, I know. I’ve been watching the news.”

After a pause, she added, “Ms. Larson, let it go. It wasn’t your fault. Dorothy has already been arrested, and you’ve done enough for Uncle Wallace. It’s time to move

“Leave Mr. Freeman and be yourself. Don’t take it personally.”

Olivia’s suppressed tears burst out of her eyes again when she heard this.

She crouched down on the ground, buried her head in her lap, and wept uncontrollably.

She was not worthy of a new life. She had not redeemed her sins and gotten her revenge, but she was… dying.

“Mrs. Simmons, I don’t deserve it. Since the day I brought Dorothy home, I don’t

deserve a new life.

“My parents and Uncle Wallace are dead. My brother also got brainwashed. I…”

Mrs. Simmons, who was on the other end of the line, began to cry too. “Girlie, it’s not your fault. It’s fate.”

‘No, they shouldn’t die…”

Fighting back her tears, Olivia got up and walked forward slowly. She sniffed and said, “Mrs. Simmons, take care of yourself.”

With that said, she hung up and deleted the call history.

Probably from crying too much, Olivia felt a little breathless. She walked around feeling dizzy and weak.

Suddenly, a car pulled up on the roadside. Two men rushed out, put a towel over her mouth, and dragged her straight into the car, This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Who are they? Where are they taking me?’