Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 470

Chapter 470 “Long time no see.”

Ken initiated the conversation and walked over to open the passenger seat car door. He then turned back and got in the driver’s seat.

“Let’s go somewhere else to talk.”

Without saying a word, John raised his hand and took a sharp puff of the cigarette. Then, he extinguished the cigarette butt, threw it into the trash can, turned around, and got into the car.

The two kept quiet along the way as if they were both just waiting to reach their destination.

Ten minutes later, the two went back to the bar from before and went into the private cabin.

John simply sat down, lit a cigarette, and poured a glass of wine.

After a long moment, he finally opened his mouth. “You’ve been keeping in touch with her?”

“No. My first time meeting her after four years.”

“Where have you been these four years?”

“Advanced study, and on a retreat.”

John leaned against the sofa, closed his eyes, took a puff of the cigarette, blew out the smoke, and asked in his hoarse voice, “She didn’t deny it?”

“Deny what?”

Ken only realized what John was asking after a while and nodded. “Yeah, I knew you recognized her.”

Hearing this, John opened his eyes and laughed self-mockingly. “If you can recognize her, of course I can.”

Ken did not respond and took another sip of wine.

“I remember her frown, her smile, her every word and action, even those little habits. She hasn’t changed, how can I not recognize her?

After saying that, he downed the glass he had in hand. “But she doesn’t want me to know. She’s fine with everyone else knowing, just not me.”

“John, have you reflected on your own issues?”

“It was a misunderstanding.”

“But it was never a misunderstanding to her. It was pain and despair.”

Ken poured another glass of wine for himself. “John, it’s not just her. Even I cannot forgive you.”

John was taken aback, he put out the cigarette and lit another one.

However, he did not smoke this one and only clipped it between his index and middle finger. He placed his slender hand on the armrest and let the smoke billow around him.

“You are responsible for Zy’s death.”

“I didn’t do it.”

Ken sneered. “I know that it wasn’t you, and I believed you four years ago. But you are still responsible for it despite the fact that you think you are innocent.”

John was irritated. “How am I responsible?”

“What do you think? You were the one who allowed Dorothy to do whatever over and over again. That’s why all of that happened. Zy could not stand aside seeing Olivia suffering. And what did you do? You protected Dorothy, contributed to her unethical behavior, and hurt Olivia over and over again. In the end, Zy died because of that, and you dare to claim that you are innocent?”

Four years had passed, and Ken never expected that this man in front of him would never have considered that he was wrong.

They had grown up together since young, and he knew that John had a stubborn. personality but he did not expect it to be this bad.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and he shouted, “If it wasn’t because of you, how would Dorothy have gotten so powerful? John, you are a bigger sinner than Dorothy!”

Hearing this, John felt a ball of fire burning in his chest and was about to shoot it out of his body.

Suddenly, he threw the wine glass on the ground hard and stood up to yell, “I am not!”

“Yes, you are!”

Seeing that he was pissed, Ken did not want to continue the conversation and left.

When he reached the door, he turned his head and said to the man in the dark, “John, if you can never get that through your head, you will never be able to get Olivia back.”

That was the last piece of advice he could give him as a friend.

He did not want to say too much.

As soon as he left, John became so angry that he raised his hand and swept all the wine bottles on the table to the ground.

Wes heard the noise and quickly ran in to see the liquor and glass shards all over the floor.

“Sir?”

“Get out!”

“But...”

John raised his head, and his scorching eyes were filled with murdering intent. The veins on his forehead popped out, making him look like a mad beast.

“Get lost!”

Wes did not dare to stay. He could only close the door, but he was very worried and anxious.