"I just want to have a meal with you, yet you say I'm domineering.”
John lifted Olivia's chin and scoffed self-deprecatingly as he asked, "Is my request that difficult to
fulfill?”
"John, I'm not your trophy. Who I marry, who I live with, who I meet, and who I sleep with is none of
your business, right?
His words did not touch Olivia. Instead, she sneered. "Four years ago, I gave you many chances. As
long as you believed me, I would have let bygones be bygones.
"What about you? What did you do? You think you're being kind to me, and now you think you're being
nice to me, but are you?
"I told you, John, you will never learn the meaning of the word 'respect'!"
“Olivia!”
John growled her name. "Don’t make me force myself on you now!”
"If you force yourself on me, I swear I will never talk to you for the rest of my life. Don’t even dream
about ever meeting Lyla either."
Olivia gritted her teeth, showing no sign of fear.
John chuckled upon hearing this. "Liv, I lost."
Then, he leaned on her shoulder and spoke hoarsely. "Liv, please let me lean against your shoulder for
a while, okay? Only for a while...”
As John's familiar scent assailed her nostril, she closed her eyes and sighed.
She had reminded herself not to have anything to do with John, but fate had always blindly brought
them together.
No matter how hard she tried to hide, she kept bumping into him.
It made her wonder if it was her fate to be entangled with this man!
No! She sincerely wanted to stay away from this man for the rest of her life.
After a while, she suddenly said, "John, why don't you get married again?"
The man leaning on her shoulder shuddered. "Why?"
"So you won't bother me anymore.”
"Liv, you can't push me away."
"You said you'd let me go. Why did you go back on your word?"
John parted away from Olivia and looked affectionately at Olivia as he touched her face.
"Liv, I never said I'd give up on you, and I never will."
Olivia opened her eyes, and they met his. She could never guess John's thoughts.
Sometimes, she even thought it would be easier to deal with him if he was as predictable as Dorothy.
However, she felt like she would never be able to see through his thoughts, even in twenty years’ time.
"John," Olivia pointed at her chest and clenched her teeth as she said," even if you never wanted me
and our baby to die and have nothing to do with Zyla’s death, you still slept with Dorothy. That disgusts
me, and I can never accept this."
John frowned. "I told you I never slept with her."
"You said you weren't sure. You said you were drunk..."
"Later, I went to check on this matter. That night, I did not sleep with her. It was Wes who went back to
my room. Dorothy entered the room that morning, and nothing could have happened between us.
‘When I woke up, she was lying next to me. I didn't even touch her."
Olivia did not know why she cared so much and had to keep thinking about this.
Maybe she thought it would make her feel better if John never slept with Dorothy.
After all, Dorothy was dirty, and John, who had slept with her, would be even dirtier.
John knew Olivia was still unconvinced when he looked into her eyes.
He hung his head. "Liv, why won't you believe what I say?”
Olivia stared at him and sneered. "Do you want to know why?"
"Yes."
"It's karma."
Read Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman's Indifferent Sinner
Wife - Chapter 780
Read Chapter 780 with many climactic and unique details. The series Getting Him Hooked: Mr.
Freeman's Indifferent Sinner Wife one of the top-selling novels by Novelebook. Chapter content
chapter Chapter 780 - The heroine seems to fall into the abyss of despair, heartache, empty-
handed, But unexpectedly this happened a big event. So what was that event? Read Getting Him
Hooked: Mr. Freeman's Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 780 for more details
62fb1bb41dcb31934bd49bda