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

Chapter 209
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Chapter 209

Olivia was breathless from the kiss. She desperately pushed John’s chest away with both hands.

They were doing the most intimate thing humans could do, but she was not moved at all. On the

contrary, she only felt disgusted.

This man had touched Dorothy. He was dirty!

However, she was too weak, and she could not resist the violent John.

As the man’s behavior got more and more out of hand, Olivia grabbed an ashtray in her panic and

smashed it on John’s head without thinking.

“John, are you crazy?”

John let go of her in pain. His body swayed as he clutched his head. He tried to hold onto the bedside

table beside him, but he could not catch it because it was too dark, so he slipped and fell to the ground.

After a while, he roared, “Olivia, are you trying to murder your husband?”

Olivia threw the ashtray on the bed in fright. She frantically turned on the light and then got out of bed to

check on John’s injuries.

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Who could have guessed that when she turned on the light, she would see blood on the bed sheet?

When she looked down again, John’s head was bleeding. It looked scary.

Olivia panicked immediately. She hated him, but she did not want him to die either.

She ran out in a hurry. “Doctor…”

However, John pulled her back forcefully after she took two steps. He gave her a somewhat impatient

look. “Don’t make any noise.”

“But your… your head… is bleeding, you’ll… die…”

Seeing how flustered she was, John stood up from the ground and sat on the edge of the bed. He

sneered. “I thought you wanted me to die.”

Olivia could not read the look in his eyes, so she bit her lips and said, “I hate you, but I don’t want you to

die. If you hadn’t messed around, I… I wouldn’t have hit you.”

“Don’t worry. Even if you wanted me to die, I won’t.” John let go of her and pointed to the cabinet beside

him. “Go get the medicine box and bandage this up for me.”

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Upon hearing this, she hesitated but still walked over.

After she opened the cabinet door, she saw a first-aid kit inside. She was taken aback for a moment.

“How do you know there’s a first-aid kit here?”

“Every single room has it.”

Olivia let out an ‘oh’, took the first-aid kit to the bedside, and stared at John’s wound. Then, she

swallowed some saliva.

She had bled a lot in her life, but she seldom saw others shed so much blood, especially John, so she

could not help but feel a little uneasy.

John frowned when he noticed her not moving. “What are you doing? Are you going to let me bleed to

death?”

She opened the first-aid kit with trembling hands and cleaned up his blood with iodine. “It might hurt a

little. Bear with it.”

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“Okay.”

The two of them got along very harmoniously during the disinfection, the application of medicine, and the

wrapping of the gauze. It was as if they had returned to two years ago.

He looked at her quietly, but she was worried. She was afraid that he would be in pain.

After dressing the wound, Olivia’s eyes fell onto the other side of John’s forehead, where there was a

fresh scar.

“How did you get this?”

John pushed Olivia away without answering and went straight to the bathroom to check his clothes for

blood.

When he noticed a touch of red on the collar of his white shirt, he frowned slightly and called Wes to

send him some new clothes.

“I’ll leave when Wes gets here with the clothes.”

After that, he gave her a cold look. “When will you be discharged from the hospital?”

When she heard him avoiding the topic, Olivia had no idea what got into her, but she felt inexplicably

worried. She ran after him and grabbed his arm, asking, “I asked, what happened to your forehead?”

With a sullen face, John shook off her hand. “You did that to me.”

“John, you know I’m talking about the other side.”