Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 695

Chapter 695 “Forget it. You won’t admit it, and I won’t make you. I’ve survived all these years without my sister anyway.”

Olivia’s nose tip felt sore when she heard this, and she fought back her tears. “I’m sorry for today. Let me make you a meal as an apology. What do you want to eat?”

Ian wanted to say no but watching the face he had missed for four years, he somehow nodded. “Since you’re so dedicated to helping my sister take care of her family, I won’t make myself a stranger. I’ll write the menu for you.”

When he did not refuse, Olivia smiled. “Okay, write more.”

Ian turned around to head upstairs and went into the room. He only snapped back to himself after leaning against the door.

‘Did I fall for her lies?

‘She only wanted me to say yes...

‘That’s exactly what she wanted. D*mn it!’

However, he missed his sister and the taste of her cooking.

For the past four years, he had had dreams about him beating his sister, which often woke him up with guilt enveloping him.

Once he sat up and rubbed his face, he found his hands wet-he had cried in his dream.

He had misunderstood his sister earlier, thinking that she had abandoned him. It was why he was so mean to her and took out all his dissatisfaction on her.

However, she ran into the icy lake to save him, losing her leg in the process.

‘Leg?’

His eyes lit up suddenly. He opened the door and looked through the crack at the woman on the couch. An idea came to him.

Downstairs, Olivia got up and went to the kitchen. After looking around and rummaging through the fridge, she could not find anything to eat.

“Do you not check on him?”

Olivia threw the rotten vegetables and fruits in the fridge into the garbage bag and snapped, “What kind of brother-in-law are you? Look at how rotten these things are.

Did you not get anyone to take care of this?”

John stood at the side like a schoolboy being lectured. “I’m busy with work. How could I remember such a trivial matter if he doesn’t tell me?”

“Trivial?”

Olivia pointed to a takeout food container nearby. “Look. Are you letting someone still growing eat this? He didn’t spend the last four years this way, did he?”

“I often take him out for food.”

“How often?”

John froze for a moment before recalling earnestly. He eventually said nothing, not daring to contradict.

“I can’t believe you two took care of him like this...”

The more this happened, the more heartbroken Olivia became.

She was taking care of her daughter and forgetting about her brother...

After all, it was she who was wrong.

Would Ian be angry if he found out she had been abroad raising her daughter?

No matter how angry Ian was, she felt it was the right thing to do. After all, she owed him.

“You don’t have to blame yourself. He’s a grown-up. He can handle a lot of things on his own.”

Olivia glared at him. “So you just ignored him?”

“He wouldn’t speak to US, and we can’t keep him company everyday. We hired a housekeeper, but he said he didn’t like outsiders in the house. I said he could stay with me, but he said I killed his sister. He was angry and refused to move in with me.

He eventually went to live on campus.”

John said, “You shouldn’t feel guilty.”

Olivia was so angry that she picked up a broom and hit John on his foot. “F* ck off if you make sarcastic remarks again!”

John grabbed the broom. “Let me stay and help you. You’re making so many dishes.

You need help, right?”

“You? Help me?”

Olivia sneered. “Mr. Freeman, you rarely go into the kitchen. Are you that kind?” “Liv.”

John’s tone softened. He took her hand and looked at her sincerely.” Give me a chance. Hmm?”