Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 402

Chapter 402 “I never touched Dorothy Trust me, okay?”

There was a hint of pleading in John’s voice as if he was the had ever loved Olivia as humbly as she loved him.

Olivia pushed him away and said coldly. “John, how long more do you want to keep up this act?

“You come to make up with me when you’re drunk, but when you’re sober, you climb into Dorothy’s bed and say you want me to die.

“John, I don’t understand you, and I don’t want to, so let me go.”

“Why don’t you trust me?”

John propped himself up and stretched out his hand to gently caress her face. His deep eyes were like a black abyss, making it difficult to understand his emotions.

Olivia felt a little tightness in her chest and a tearing pain in her heart.

She never expected that one day the mighty John would ask her why she did not trust him.

How ironic.

She smacked his hand away and sneered. “John, aren’t you tired of pretending? Back then, I asked you over and over again why you didn’t believe me.

“But what did you do then? Did you ever give me a chance to explain?”

After that, she let out a sigh. Then, she smiled self-deprecatingly and shook her head. “John, you want to kill me. Fine. But I beg you, stop pretending like you care about me, okay?”

‘Pretending like I care about her?”

Those words felt like countless dense needles piercing his heart, causing him unbearable pain.

The two looked at each other for a long time. Then, he suddenly straightened up and said with a sneer,” Olivia, do you hate me that much?”

He had let go of his hatred for her, so why did she still hate him so much?

He had obviously not done anything wrong.

However, Olivia looked at him coldly and nodded. “Yes, I despise you.”

She hated that he never stood by her side, that he always sided with Dorothy, and that he turned her seventeen years’ worth of love into a joke.

Upon hearing this, John picked up the fruit knife beside them. He grabbed Olivia’s hand to make her hold the handle and pressed the knife against his own chest.

“If you hate me, stab me here.”

Olivia was startled and wanted to let go, but John held her hand, making it impossible for her to do so.

“What are you doing?”

“Don’t you hate me? Don’t you want to kill me? Why don’t you do it?”

Olivia thought he was crazy He was the one who wanted to kill her, but why was she the one who wanted to kill him now?

“Let go!”

However, John grabbed her hand tightly and stabbed himself. His white shirt was instantly stained red with blood.

Olivia kicked him in fright and struggled desperately. “John, are you crazy? Let go!”

John’s eyes were scarlet, and he looked as if he was longing for death. This made her even more flustered.

Fortunately, at this moment, Wilbur rushed in and pulled him away.

Olivia’s hand shook, and the knife fell to the ground.

She looked at John in horror while trembling uncontrollably. “You’re crazy. You really are crazy!”

“Mr. Freeman...”

John glanced at Olivia. Then, he pushed Wilbur away and walked out.

“Ms. Larson, are you all right?”

Wilbur thought that Olivia was injured, but after examining her for a while, he did not find anything wrong with her.

“I... I’m fine.”

Olivia regained her composure. She forced a smile and suppressed her fear. “I’m fine. Don’t tell Zac anything. You can leave now.”

“But...”

“I’m really fine.”

Seeing how off-colored she was, Wilbur did not dare to force her to say anything, so he just nodded and left.

After the door closed, Olivia went limp and fell back on the bed.

This was the first time she had hurt John with a knife.

However, the moment she saw the blood, she did not feel happy. On the contrary, she only felt pain and fear She raised her hand to look at the knife and chuckled bitterly.

It turned out that she could not do it after all.