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

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Chapter 145

“Johnny, I didn’t push Liv. You have to believe me…”

Dorothy hugged John as she cried, stopping him from checking on Olivia.

“Dolly, get up first.”

“No, Johnny. I’ll stay on my knees if you don’t believe me. It hurts to be wronged. Liv’s groaning on the

ground, but I really didn’t…”

The more Dorothy said, the more aggrieved she sounded. It was as if she had never done it.

“Johnny, Liv said I hired someone to kidnap her as soon as I got back. I panicked as I never did it. I got a

little emotional. Who knows Liv grabbed me and hit me…”

Then she looked up, pointed to a red mark on her face, and said, “Look, there are still nail marks on my

face. I really didn’t bully Liv… Let alone send anyone to kidnap her. Johnny…”

Olivia was in so much pain that she almost fainted. All she heard was Dorothy’s cries and grievances.

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She held her stomach and yelled through clenched teeth, “Dorothy, are you that shameless? I’m dying of

pain, and you’re still acting!”

John looked at Olivia, whose face was pale with pain on the ground. He wanted to walk over to see her,

but Dorothy held him so tightly that he could not move at all.

“Dorothy, let go!”

With that said, he pulled Dorothy off the floor, pushed her aside, and strode over to pick Olivia up from

the floor.

When he passed Dorothy, he said coldly, “Is what I said useless? Why did you come back here when I

told you to stay in the apartment?”

Then he took Olivia out the door without waiting for Dorothy to respond.

The two people at the door happened to meet Zyla, who just rushed back.

Zyla was so shocked at the sight that she dropped her bag on the ground and ran over. “Sis Liv, what

happened?”

“She said her belly hurts.”

“Her belly hurts? Oh, no, it must be the baby. Hurry to the hospital.”

“Drive to the hospital.”

“Oh, okay.”

In a panic, Zyla stepped into the driver’s seat and did not start the car for a long time.

John sat in the back, holding Olivia. He got a little impatient. “You can’t drive?”

“No, I can. But where is the start button on this car?”

“On your right.”

“I found it!”

Feeling chills and sweating on her forehead and back, Olivia grabbed John’s hand and said while

shivering, “John… Johnny, I’m… cold…”

When John saw that her face was as pale as a sheet and her usually plump lips were dry, he put a coat

over Olivia and wrapped his arms around her tightly.

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“Do you feel better?”

“Yes… Thank… you.”

For some reason, John felt a pang in his heart when he heard the word “thank you”.

He looked down and brushed Olivia’s hair away from her forehead. He whispered,” Olivia, don’t die.”

However, Olivia was so numb from the pain that she blacked out and did not hear the

words.

John frowned, remembering what had happened at the pawn shop.

He had followed Olivia because she had run away, forgetting to ask the pawnbroker what she wanted to

pawn.

Just after Olivia fell asleep, he drove to the pawnshop again.

The pawnbroker remembered Olivia.

“Oh, that young lady. She had many things to pawn but ended up pawning nothing.

“What impressed me the most is a ring from the famous jeweler, Q. But her expression changed after I

told her it had an F on the inside.”

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