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

Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 23

Olivia still felt a little light-headed. She only remembered that John made her kneel on the cold rock because of Dorothy. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

She thought that she could hold on until the morning,

but it was pouring at the time. So, her body began to sway, her lungs tightened and she kept spitting out blood from her mouth.

After a certain period of time, she knew that she could not take it anymore, so she passed out right there and then.

She thought that she would die.

Just before she passed out, she thought to herself, perhaps dying is alright. That way, she could truly be free.

She could still dream that John still loved her. She would immerse herself in that dream and pretend like nothing ever happened over the past two years.

However, she did not die. She was awake.

In fact, the first person that she saw was John. When she looked into those indifferent eyes of his, she realized that this was not a dream.

The reality was cruel indeed.

She could see John speak, but she could not quite hear him. Her breathing was still not very smooth. She had to rely on the ventilator to breathe. That was why she did not answer him.

What surprised her was, John was not angry. He simply stared at her in silence.

When the doctor arrived, she could hear the doctor ask a lot of questions, but she could not do anything.

Her lungs hurt, her throat hurt, and her head too.

Because of that, she passed out once again.

The doctor looked at her and sighed. “She’s not in danger for now, but we still can’t be careless. Her breathing is not very stable as of yet, and she still has a fever. We’ll have to monitor her condition further.”

After the doctor left, the nurse changed the saline drip. again. Olivia had already used five bottles of that.

John looked at it and asked, “How many did she take already?”

The nurse looked at the medication chart and replied, “10 bottles. She still has another three to go.”

She looked down at Olivia’s arms and shook her head.

Both of Olivia’s hands were wrapped up. Her arm was also swelling from the needle sitting in her vein. She had no other choice. There was no other part of her body that the

nurses could use for injections.

John felt a little uneasy looking at those bottles of medications.

However, he was relieved because he knew that Olivia was safe for now. He smiled menacingly and said, “Olivia, I told you that you wouldn’t die so easily.’

After he saw her open her eyes, John did not stay for a moment longer and left the room.

After John was gone, Zac entered the room.

He looked at the frail and weak woman on the bed. Her beautiful brows were crunched together into a frown.

He also wanted to leave, but there a voice called out to him.

Do not leave her. Do not leave her to face all of this alone.

That was the reason he stayed.

Olivia woke up again at nine o’clock at night. She was feeling a lot better than she was before.

Her vision cleared up and her breathing was a lot smoother.

Zac was pouring some water at the side counter. All of a sudden, he heard Olivia cry out with a raspy voice, “Water

. water…’

”

He turned his head and saw that the woman was awake.

He could not help but smile at her.

“You want some water, don’t you?”

His voice was gentle.

Olivia looked back at him and nodded.

She felt relieved when she saw that it was Zac and not

John.

Zac took the glass of warm water to the side of the bed. He then slowly propped Olivia up before he fed her water spoon by spoon.

The doctor had told him that Olivia’s throat needed some warm water. In fact, it would be better if he would just moisturize it slightly. Only after that, she would be able to drink water normally.

Thus, in those few hours with her, Zac made sure that Olivia would always have some water to drink.

He would change a glass of water every ten minutes. He would also make sure that the water was at the correct temperature. Not too hot, but not too cold either.