Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 240

Chapter 240 ‘Repay me?’

Although she never thought about it, Olivia knew Zyla was so good to her that she would even give up her life for her.

As Zyla turned around to look over, Olivia chuckled and waved her hands at her, tears hidden in her eyes.

“Zac, that’s why I’m sending her away. I want her safe.”

It was not safe for Zyla to stay in Ocean City-whether John, Dorothy, or the Jameson family.

Zyla was too considerate of her and often stood up for her. She was afraid she would one day be the reason Zyla got hurt.

She would probably never forgive herself if that happened.

Zac did not pursue the matter after getting a definitive answer. “Okay, I know what to do.”

When the funeral was over, Olivia stood in front of the grave, pondering, and Zyla came over.

“Sis Liv, you’re not in good health, and you’re pregnant. It’s been a long day. Let’s go home first. You can visit Uncle Wallace another day.”

“Yeah, okay.”

Olivia nodded. “Zy, go back to the car. I want to speak to Uncle Wallace alone.”

Zyla hesitated, took off her coat, and put it over her. She said, “Okay, hurry up. It’s getting windy.”

“Okay.”

Watching Zyla’s leaving figure, Olivia sighed.

She had gotten used to Zyla’s presence these days. If Zyla were gone, maybe she would not get used to it. After all, Zyla was sometimes more considerate than her mother.

However, there would always be a time to say goodbye, right?

Especially since she had terminal lung cancer.

Olivia’s heart filled with sadness at this thought.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her outward.

“Ah!”

Startled, Olivia was about to scream when she looked up to see that it was John holding her.

‘Didn’t he leave just now?’

“John, let go. You’re hurting me.”

“Be quiet!”

John did not let go but walked faster.

‘What is he trying to do?’

Olivia was dragged down to the big tree at the cemetery entrance before John stopped and turned to look at her grimly.

Olivia staggered, shook her red wrist, and asked indignantly, “John, what on earth are you trying to do? Are you still trying to insult me?”

She did not want to hear it.

John spoke suddenly. His voice was cold and threatening. “Olivia, do you want Dolly to die in prison?”

Olivia froze as she felt a chill in her heart.

Sure enough, he came to plead for Dorothy.

‘What was he doing when Dorothy framed me for murder and put me in jail?

‘He wanted me to go to jail for the rest of my life!’

She felt herself losing balance as her body swayed. Then she looked up at John with red eyes. “Are you pleading for her?”

With that said, she stared at him, trembling with tension.

She prayed. ‘Please don’t admit it, okay?”

The next moment, she heard John’s reply. “Yes. Dolly was wrong, but she didn’t deserve to die. She didn’t kill them. She used to be your best friend. Are you so heartless that you want her dead?”

‘Doesn’t deserve to die?

‘It turns out that killing someone is just a mistake in John’s case.”

She sneered. “Ha, John. I think she got it too easy even if she’s dead. I want her to make her life a living hell by slowly suffering in jail!”

“You want me to let her go? Dream on!”

“Olivia! How could you be so mean?”

‘Mean?

‘Oh, he thinks I’m mean.’

Olivia’s tears dropped and clouded her eyes as she smiled sarcastically. “You know what, John? My right lacks...”