Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 365

Chapter 365 Jimmy’s face contorted into a grim, mocking smile. “I’m helping you, Johnny.”

“You don’t have to worry about me, Uncle Quinton.”

Immediately after, John took Olivia’s hand and led her to the other side of the building.

“How many times have I told you to leave Zac alone, Olivia Larson? Why won’t you listen?”

Olivia flung his hand away and smirked coldly. “If it wasn’t for Zac, I would’ve died so many times already.”

“Jimmy Quinton isn’t someone you can afford to anger.

“Yes, I can’t afford it.” She stared at him. “I can’t afford to anger you as well. I’m just a weak, powerless woman. I can’t afford to anger anyone.”

“Olivia Larson!” He grabbed her wrist with strong might and barked coldly, “Do you not know how to listen to instructions on what’s best for you?”

She felt elated as she watched John fume with rage.

“How I see it, no matter how much of a trash bag Jimmy Quinton is, he’s no match for you!”

Olivia flung hard to get John to release her, but it was to no avail. She got frustrated and yelled, “Let go!” “Me? Trash?”

John pinched Olivia’s chin tight and swooped in with a kiss.

Watching her blow her top like an angry, hissing cat, John chuckled coldly. “You’re never ever going to escape the palm of my hand, so why do you have to try to go against me all the time?”

Olivia glared at John spitefully, her teeth gritted. “John Freeman, you’re nuts!

“You were still pretending to be gentle, sweet, and the perfect husband just a week ago, so why don’t you continue that act of yours right now? Were your true colors exposed once more? Did Dorothy get you to take off your mask?”

Before John could respond, Olivia bit him hard on the arm, forcing him to let her go. She ran for her life.

What kind of stupid party was this? She had had enough!

Olivia was walking quickly toward the outside when someone yanked her on the hand.

She thought it was John and was about to yell before she heard the voice that she loathed the most.

“Where do you think you’re going, Olivia? Are you running away?”

Olivia stopped in her tracks, flung her arm hard to get Dorothy’s hand off of her, and laughed coldly. “I’m not used to parties full of jerks and b*tches.”

She turned and was about to walk away when Dorothy stood in her way. She giggled and asked, “Are you afraid of watching Johnny pamper me? Are you jealous? Envious? Do you feel longing, or are you just overwhelmed?

“Wait a minute. You’ve lost your memories, right? You should’ve forgotten everything, right?”

Olivia paused for a while before looking at Dorothy with suspicion.

Did John tell Dorothy about her losing her memory?

Hah, they really did talk about everything.

“Don’t worry, Dorothy Ellis. Even if I lost my memory, no, even if you were burned to ashes, I would still recognize you.”

“Are you pretending to have lost your memory, Olivia Larson?”

Dorothy looked at Olivia coldly. “For you to feign losing your memory to get Johnny to pity you... Or are you just trying to make Johnny guilty so he comes back to you?”

Olivia’s heart shuddered when she heard what Dorothy had to say. Her fists were balled up as she replied, “You’re overthinking this.”

“Am I really overthinking? I heard that Johnny was so guilty he became sweet to you again for a while. Are you so happy about it that you’re horny again?”

Before Olivia could retort, Dorothy smiled menacingly. “Too bad. Johnny will never love you again. Besides that, I’m back, so he won’t even pity you now!”

Those words pierced through Olivia’s heart hard.

No matter how hard she tried to forget, her heart still ached.

Dorothy was right.

Once she got back, John changed.

What happened today was the strongest evidence there was, right?

Suddenly, Dorothy smiled. “If you don’t believe me, Olivia Larson, let’s run an experiment.”

Immediately, she tugged on Olivia and plunged both of them into the fountain.

It was wintertime, and the water in the fountain was painfully cold. Olivia was immediately frozen to her bones.

It was a good thing that the fountain was not a deep one, so the water did not go over her head.

Unfortunately, it was also precisely because of that that she was able to watch John jump into the fountain and carry Dorothy out without even sparing her a glance.