Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 622

Chapter 622 The shock was only momentary. His gaze soon turned cold and sharp again.

John clenched both his fists, wanting to vent his anger. However, he put down his hand after lifting it and then turned around, leaving the hospital angrily.

Wes, who had just arrived, saw him walking out and followed him, puzzled. “Sir, why do you want to leave? Haven’t we just arrived? Don’t you want...”

John gritted his teeth and shot Wes a cold glance. “He won’t die ”

He would not die?

They had just received a call from Ken saying that Zac was in severe condition, yet John said Zac would not die without seeing him.

What happened?

Curiosity struck Wes, but he did not dare to ask and could only follow John out of the hospital.

Meanwhile, Olivia had twelve ounces of blood taken from her. She felt dizzy, like her mind was floating in the clouds.

The doctor had suggested only taking six ounces, but Olivia insisted on taking twelve ounces, so they had no choice Seeing her pale face and lips, the doctor sighed. “Mrs. Quinton, you really love your husband. We will try our best to save him.

Please rest well here.”

“Thank you, but I’ll wait outside.”

The doctor knew he could not convince her, so he helped her out of the room.

Olivia leaned weakly against the wall. “Doctor, please save him.”

“Don’t worry. We’ll do our best.”

Generally speaking, doctors would not make empty promises, but Olivia’s condition made it difficult for him to see her worry.

When the doctor entered the operating theater, Olivia closed her eyes and rested.

“Liv?”

She opened her eyes upon hearing the voice and saw Ken. She forced a smile and asked, “Ken, why are you here?”

“Liv, are you ill? Why do you look so pale?”

With that, Ken took a stethoscope to listen to her heartbeat, but Olivia stopped him. “I’m fine. I just had some blood drawn for Zac.”

“Some blood?” Ken did not believe her. It was impossible for her to look so pale if it were only a little blood. “How much did you donate?”

“six ounces.”

six ounces?

Still unconvinced, Ken multiplied six ounces by two and said, “Are you crazy? Don’t you know the condition your body is in? How could you draw twelve ounces of blood?”

Startled, Olivia smiled helplessly. “I can’t hide anything from you.”

“Heh! How could I not figure it out after knowing you for so long?”

Ken sighed and sat down beside her. “Why don’t you go to my office and have a rest? I’ll wait here.”

“No, I have to wait for the doctor to come out. They say Zac’s condition is severe.”

“Yes. I was going to ask them to not tell you, but I was a step too late.”

“Who do you think did it?”

Ken shook his head. “I don’t know, but I have sent someone to check the surveillance cameras on the scene. We will know who hit him soon.”

Olivia pondered and said, “I am afraid they are up to no good.”

Many possibilities played in her mind, but she rejected every one of them.

“I don’t know why, but every time something happens to someone around me, I think of John. I always think he does all the bad things.

“Sometimes, I can’t help but wonder whether he is really a bad person or if it’s just me thinking of him as a bad person,” Olivia said with a wry smile.

Ken said nothing.

Olivia continued. “I can’t understand him. So, every time I convince myself that it can’t be him. However, at the same time, I think it is expected for him to be moody and be capable of anything.”

“I can’t be sure of anything else, but he wouldn’t hurt Zac or you. I’m certain of that.”

“It would be nice if that were true.”

With that, the door of the operating theater opened, and the doctor came over with a solemn look.

“Mrs. Quinton, Mr. Quinton’s situation doesn’t look too good. I hope you are prepared for the worst.” Olivia’s heart skipped a beat, and her body shuddered in fear.