Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 501

Chapter 501 Olivia was lying on the bed, feeling completely limp and weak. She also felt dizzy and so unwell that she was delirious.

Just then, Zac called and said he wanted to see her.

“It’s late. I want to sleep. Can I call you back tomorrow?”

It was not actually very late at the time, but since John had all the curtains closed, the room was so dark that it looked like it was night.

Zac, who was on the other end of the phone, looked at the time suspiciously and asked, “Why didn’t you tell me about Jenson and the earthquake?”

Olivia was taken aback. ‘How did he find out?”

“Fred told you?“

“Don’t blame him. I forced him to tell me.”

She rubbed her temples with pain. “I’m really tired now. Can you let me sleep?”

“Are you really okay? Did you have a relapse? If...”

“No, I’m fine.”

He knew from her tone that something must be wrong, but he also knew Olivia’s character, so he finally compromised.

“Okay, I see. Have a good rest. Go to sleep now.”

“Okay, when I...

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly spotted a figure at the door. She panicked and hung up the phone before she could end her sentence.

“Who are you? Who’s standing there?”

“It’s me.”

John came over and put his hand on her forehead.

She was about to question him, but she heard him say softly, “Sorry for making you look at me again.”

Upon hearing this, she was momentarily at a loss for words.

She was not used to this John who knew how to apologize.

Now, she was worried about how much John might have heard just now. If he knew that it was Zac who just called, she would be in trouble.

Fortunately, he kept silent. He just turned on the small nightlight, took a thermometer, and came over to take her temperature.

He did not know if it was because her body was limp or because she was a little dazed due to her fever, but Olivia was unusually well-behaved. She did not resist or refute.

After measuring it, John breathed a sigh of relief. “Fortunately, the fever has subsided. You should sleep a little longer. I’ll make porridge for you.”

It was originally agreed upon that they would not owe each other anything. If he did that, would she not owe him another favor?

No. Absolutely not!

“No. I’ll take a taxi back to the hotel.”

As she spoke, she got up from the bed, but her feet were limp. The moment they touched the ground, her knees buckled, and she fell backward.

She fell on the bed. The bed was soft, but she felt as if the flesh all over her body was falling off, making her extremely uncomfortable.

John came over and helped her back into bed.

“Ms. James, don’t worry. I won’t do anything to you. It’s still raining outside, so you will get even more sick if you go out.”

With that said, John poured another glass of water and brought it to her lips. “Come on. Drink some water.”

Olivia leaned weakly against the headrest and looked at him with puzzled eyes. She bit her chapped lips and reached for the glass of water. “I’ll do it myself.”

John did not force it. He let go of the glass and only held the bottom of it with his hand. He said softly, “Okay, drink slowly.”

After Olivia finished her water, she broke out in a cold sweat again. Therefore, John hurriedly took.

a towel to help her wipe down.

At this time, she realized that her clothes had been changed.

“Don’t get any closer.”

She hugged her chest and stared at John with wide eyes. “Who helped me change my clothes?”

When he saw how vigilant she was, John felt a weight on his chest. He chuckled lightly and replied, “I asked the female doctor to help change you while she gave you the injection, of course. Are you saying you want me to help you instead?”

She looked at him dubiously. “Really?”

He stood up and handed her another dry towel. “You had a high fever of 102 degrees Fahrenheit, and you had no strength at all.

I wouldn’t have been able to help you change with just one hand. Come and switch out the towel on your back to avoid another fever.”

After that, he turned around and left the room. Then, he hid in a dark corner, clutching his ribs in pain.