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

Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 297

Although she had thought of aborting the baby, it was hers after all. How could she give it up?

This baby repeatedly kindled her desire to live during these painful and desperate days.

She had fantasized about it.

Would she and John reconcile again when the baby was born? Even if it was during the last moments of her life, she was satisfied to have a happy family of three.

However, John killed the baby this time.

He destroyed their way back to each other.

Now, she could not even persuade herself to love him and forgive him.

Johnny, we became enemies after all.’

Olivia let out a sob and opened her eyes. Tears fell onto the pillow from the corner of her eyes.

She turned her head slightly to find that the pillow was already soaked.

She sat up on her hands, leaned against the head of the bed, and stared out the window at the setting sun.

There were groups of small sparrows twittering on the branches, but the room was

cold and cheerless.

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When Zyla pushed the door open, she noticed Olivia was awake. She immediately smiled. “Sis Liv, eat something. Ken had someone make soup.”

Howeyer, Olivia did not speak but only stared out of the window.

Zyla’s heart shuddered, and she tensed as she realized how serious the situation

was.

The room was drearily quiet. Every time she tried to speak, she looked up into Olivia’s empty eyes and swallowed back her words.

She knew there was nothing she could say to comfort her.

Olivia still said nothing when it was already dark, freaking Zyla out.

Zyla shook her slightly in tears. “Sis Liv, will you stop behaving like this and talk to me?”

Even so, Olivia still did not respond.

Just as Zyla had no idea what to do, the door was pushed open, and a tall figure appeared.

“Go home and rest. I’ll look after her tonight.”

Zyla burst into tears at the sight of the person. “Mr. Quinton, Sis Liv has been sitting without moving like this for hours. Advise her.”

Zac patted her on the shoulder and nodded, saying, “I will.”

With that said, he walked up to Olivia, held her in his arms, and stroked her head.

“Liv, I’m sorry. If I hadn’t left you there alone, nothing would have happened. Originally…”

Before Zac could finish, Olivia suddenly said, “I don’t blame you.”

Zac felt a sudden pain in his heart as he bent over to look at her. “Liv, blame me. You can hit me and yell at me. Don’t hold it in, okay?”

Olivia looked up at him, tears pouring out instantly.

Zac gently wiped away her tears and said softly, “Cry, Liv. I’ll always be here for you.”

Olivia held him and cried for a long time until Zac’s legs were numb. Then she slowly released him and asked with a sob, “What happened to your face?”

“My face?” Zac raised his hand to touch the red and swollen spot and said perfunctorily, “I bumped into the door yesterday.”

However, Olivia shook her head. “You’re lying. Did you get into a fight?”

Zac said nothing. He knew Olivia would not want to hear John’s name, so he changed the topic by saying, “I’ve come to tell you some good news.”

‘Good news?

‘What good news can there be when the baby’s gone?’

“Dr. Zucker says your cancer count is lower. It’s not much, but at least it’s not getting any worse.”

Zac grabbed her shoulders and said, “Liv, there’s hope.”