Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife
Chapter 58

Chapter 58

"Oh, Olivia, don't try to accuse me of something I haven't done. Johnny won't believe you anyway. Just say whatever you want." Then, Dorothy headed downstairs.

While walking down the stairs, she pondered on how she would teach Olivia a lesson and speed up the process of their divorce.

Two years ago, John rarely returned to the peninsula. Now that Dorothy had moved into this house, she thought she could get his attention more. She never thought his attitude toward Olivia would improve.

She had caused this.

Dorothy could not be at ease until she married John.

As she walked into the kitchen, an idea popped into her mind, and she smirked.

Olivia had not eaten for two days, and her already weak body could not take it anymore.

Retaliating against Dorothy had exhausted her, forcing her to lie back on the bed.

It was interesting to think about how John had trusted Dorothy to feed her.

He was like a fool who could not differentiate lies from truth. He believed everything Dorothy told him.

Suddenly, a sharp, pulling pain in her stomach caused her to break out in a cold sweat.

Then, her heart and lungs ached simultaneously, almost making her faint.

She quickly approached the bedside table to get her medicine. Her right hand trembled to get the last pill. Before she could eat it, the door suddenly opened. Thinking it was John, Olivia dropped the pill on the ground in a panic.

She reached out to pick it up. However, she saw a pair of floral slippers before she could get it.

It was not John but Dorothy.

Dorothy bent down to pick up the pills and peered at Olivia, who was in great pain. She smirked and said, What's wrong with you, Olivia?*

"Give... me the medicine!"

Olivia frowned. Her body felt like it had fallen into a freezer, and she shivered.

She held up her body and struggled to grab the painkiller in Dorothy's hand, only to see her step back. In the end, Olivia failed to snatch back the pill.

"Is this medicine so important to you?"

Then, Dorothy observed the tiny pill in her hand carefully and sneered. "Olivia, I like seeing you in pain and wishing you were dead."

She then went to the balcony, opened the door with a key, and threw the pill down.

"No!"

Olivia cried, clutching her chest.

She had failed to get the pill back and could only lay by the bed in pain.

Her cheeks flushed red, and she began to cough violently. Suddenly, blood gushed out of her throat. She lifted her hand to cover it, frowning and biting her lips to suppress the urge to cough. These past few days, she had drunk tap water and not eaten anything. She had now lost her last pill. Her body was already at its limit.

However, Dorothy was still there, and Olivia did not want the wicked woman to laugh at her, so she tried to get up from the bed and looked coldly at the gloating Dorothy.

"Dorothy, you will be punished for what you've done!"

However, Olivia's words were nothing to Dorothy.

"It doesn't matter. I've killed many people, and I'm still alive and healthy, but you... You don't seem to have done anything wrong, but you look like you're dying."

Olivia rolled her eyes and turned her head around, unwilling to look at Dorothy.

Dorothy picked up the soup and vegetables she left at the door and approached the bed. She deliberately carried the tray to the tip of Olivia's nose. "How is it? Does it smell good?"

Olivia gulped. She covered her mouth with one hand and her tummy with the other. "What do you want to do, Dorothy?"

Just as she spoke, Dorothy poured the soup and vegetables on herself. Then, she took out her phone and dialed John's number.

She sobbed and said, "Johnny, please come back. Liv refuses to eat..."