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

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Chapter 875

"You are drunk. Come with me."

Olivia shoved off the man's hand and stared at him coldly." How can you say such a thing?

"John, everyone can stop me, but not you! Don't you remember who caused all this? It was you! Why do you have

to pretend to be nice now?"

John's hand froze in midair. He looked at her helplessly and sighed. Then, ignoring Olivia's rejection, he carried her

and walked to the private room at the end of the corridor.

"Let go of me! I'm going to call the police if you keep doing this!"

'You can call the police! I'll wait here for the police."

'You!"

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John placed her on the sofa when they were in the private room.

"I know you're in a bad mood, and I won't stop you from venting, Liv."

Then, he handed Olivia the beer bottle on the table and pointed at his head. "Smash it on me. I won't stop you from

doing it or hit you back. You can hit me until you feel satisfied."

"Do you think I won't dare to hit you?"

"Do it."

John got down on one knee to make things easier for Olivia to hit him. It was the same pose one would get into to

ask for their partner's hand in marriage, except he did not have a ring, and it was not a romantic occasion.

Olivia gritted her teeth and stared at him. She raised her hand to smash the bottle but stopped before she did.

Only when she did that did she learn that she could not get herself to hurt him.

It was like when she failed to kill him four years ago. She could not bear to do it.

Then, she threw down the bottle, covered her face, and cried. "Why? Why, John? Why did you flirt with me when I

had already forgotten you? Why did you try to make me give in?

"Why did you make me find out you still aren't trustworthy after you made me go easy on you?"

John looked at her. He stood up and wanted to wipe her tears, but he retracted his hand after hesitating.

Olivia cried sadly. "John, why did you let me down again? Why do you have to put me in such a pathetic situation?

Why are all of you making me look pathetic?

"No matter how bad Dorothy is to me, I'll just hate her. All I wanted to get from her was revenge. I would never feel

sorry for it. But..."

Grievance grew in her as she spoke. It reminded her of everyone, including John, Zac, Zyla, and Jess. Everything

that happened to them flashed across her mind, making her feel sad, aggrieved, and suffocated.

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"Why did you all do something like that? You make me unable to hate you all or even blame you for it. You make me

... I can't scold you. All I can do is blame myself instead..."

She thumped her chest. "Do you know how much I blame myself? I blame myself for being useless for believing in

you, for falling for you again, and for myself... I blame myself for the death of so many people. I don't know how to

explain to Sam what happened..."

Olivia stepped forward, grabbed John's tie, and shook it vigorously. "John, tell me, what should I tell him? How can I

face him?"

John grabbed her hand, pulled her into his arms, and held her tightly.

"Liv, you don't have to think about anything from now on. Just trust me. I'll do the rest."

However, Olivia did not believe this and tried to struggle out of his arms, but John locked her in his arms.

"Liv, don't move. Listen to my heartbeat. Everything I say is true. I did not lie."

He had never deceived her.

Four years ago, everything was a misunderstanding. He had not lied to her since they met again.

Even if he did lie to her, they were just white lies.

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