Chapter 71
It was the evening. Olivia was crouching in the corner, wounds all over her face and her body. Tears shimmered in her eyes.
Suddenly, her lungs throbbed, and the smell of rust gushed out of her throat. Her throat tickled and stung. She wanted to cough but dared not, for she feared making the slightest sound would make them beat her.
up again.
Olivia bit her tongue and dug her nails into her flesh, using the pain to suppress the urge to cough. Then, she swallowed the blood. However, this would not be the end of it.
She had not taken her painkillers today, so she did not know how many more times the pain would strike her that night.
John had told them to beat her up. It seemed he doted on Dorothy a lot.
"Heh. Dorothy was his angel. What am I, then?"
Tears ran down her face, but she did not dare sob. She held them back carefully until the morning.
She had hardly slept, and her usually bright eyes looked dim and haggard.
Suddenly, the door opened, and someone walked in. Their pair of custom-made leather shoes caught her
eye.
Olivia bit her lip and did not dare look up. She was afraid to meet those deep and soulful eyes.
However, a slender hand gripped her chin and lifted her head.
Their eyes met. One party was biting her lips in fear while the other one was sneering.
"Are you going to admit your mistake now, Olivia?"
She opened her dry lips and said hoarsely, "I've done nothing wrong. I won't admit to anything."
"Dolly is awake. I'd never visit a vicious woman like you if she hadn't begged me to come. Olivia, you
make me sick!"
Olivia, you make me sick!
Those words lingered in Olivia's ears like a demon's whisper. With tears shimmering in her eyes, she looked at him, "What are you planning to do to a vicious woman like me, Johnny?" "Three years. Dorothy pleaded for you and reduced your sentence to three years."
"What?"
"Three years will be enough for you to change!"
Olivia sneered like she had heard something ridiculous. "John, have you lost your mind? You're going to put me away in jail for three years?"
"Yes"
His voice was cold.
"Do you hate me so much? Have you forgotten we...
"There is no 'we""
Before she could finish, John interrupted her impatiently, squeezing her lower jaw harder. His heart
quivered as he looked at Olivia's sad appearance.
Then, he let go of her and stood up straight. "It's okay if you don't want to go to jail. Then Dorothy will be Mrs. Freeman, and you'll be my mistress."
"What?"
Olivia shuddered and looked at the man before her in disbelief. Her pale lips trembled, and she asked, "What did you say, Johnny?" "Don't you understand? Dorothy will be Mrs. Freeman, and you..." Johnny looked at her coldly with a sneer, "will just be my plaything."
Boom!
Olivia lost all hope in keeping herself upright. She leaned against the wall weakly and looked blankly at the man in front of her.
After a while, she sneered and bit her lips. "You want to make Dorothy your wife?"
"Yes."
John's voice was so cold that Olivia could not tell if he was serious or testing her out.
However, she was so heartbroken that she almost collapsed.
"Johnny, wouldn't it be better if you divorced me and let me go?"
"Let you go?"
John crouched and stared at her with hatred. "I said you'd only be mine. Are you expecting me to let your go so you can elope with another man?"
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