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

Chapter 566
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Chapter 566

The next afternoon.

Jennie leaned against the door and looked at the distressed woman in the room helplessly.

“Pheebs, you’re still not done?”

After saying that, she walked over, grabbed two dresses on the bed, and took a quick glance before

tossing them back.

“If I didn’t know that Mr. M was an old man, I would actually suspect that you were about to meet your

secret lover.”

Olivia raised her head and glared at her. “Jennie! Mr. M is our biggest client now and also our

benefactor. I cannot meet him without proper attire.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Jennie was speechless. “Whatever you say, but you’ve been trying to choose for an hour.

I’m afraid that you might still be in pajamas when he arrives.”

Hearing this, Olivia was discouraged all of a sudden, and she lay back in bed.

“I can’t choose!”

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For some reason, she would get nervous whenever she knew that she had to meet Mr. M. No. matter

what she wore, she would feel like it was not suitable.

Seeing this, Jennie took out an emerald green velvet dress from the pile of clothes. “This one.”

Olivia sat up and looked at it for a brief moment. “Isn’t it too bright?”

“Hurry up and change. Quit your nonsense.”

“Alright.”

After changing, Olivia turned around in front of the mirror and touched her slender neck.” Something’s

missing. What should I wear?”

After she said that, Jennie walked behind her and put a pearl necklace around her neck.

“Jennie, this is…”

“Yeah, it’s the one I bought for my future wedding. But god knows when I’m going to get married, so

you can wear it for now.”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea. After all…”

Jennie frowned. “Phoebe James, when did you get so long-winded?”

As she spoke, she leaned against Olivia’s shoulder and smiled. “Look how pretty it is. It matches the

dress too.”

While Olivia was still in a daze, Jennie put a watch on her wrist.

Immediately, she scanned over her in the mirror and said, “Wear the shoes I bought for you back then,

and everything will be perfect!”

Olivia frowned. She grabbed Jennie’s hand and said, “Jennie, you acting this way makes me afraid

“Of what?”

“Afraid that you might…” Leave.

She could not bring herself to say the last word.

Olivia knew that she was a sensitive and emotional person, but Jennie had taken out her marriage

necklace, so she could not help but overthink.

Seeing this, Jennie chuckled. “I’m more worried about you. Do you think I’m that foolish?”

“Huh?”

“Ever since you came back from Solaria City, you have been restless, and sometimes you don’t even

hear what I’m saying.”

Jennie walked toward her and held her hand. “So many things happened after you came back, and you

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have been getting more and more depressed every day. I know that you secretly cry at times. I won’t

ask about your past if you’re unwilling to tell me, but I want you to know that I am here for you and will

always be by your side. That’s why you should be considerate toward yourself and not suffer alone,

alright?”

Olivia was shocked. She thought that she had been hiding things well, but Jennie had seen through

everything before this.

Feeling sour, she hugged Jennie and pursed her lips. “Jennie, thank you.”

“Silly girl. Hurry up and wash your face, then I will do your makeup for you. The future of our atelier

depends on you. Stop crying like a baby.”

“You’re so annoying!”

Immediately, the two burst into laughter.

When it was time to leave, Jennie sent Olivia to the lift entrance and pinched the corner of her lips with

her fingers. “Smile, and be happy.”

Olivia stared at her blankly.

She suddenly felt guilty.

Although she had built a good relationship with Jennie over these years, she had been somewhat

reserved toward her.

‘Should I be a bit more honest?’