Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 36


    Zac himself was startled by his own question. He had no idea why he asked such a thing.


    He had agreed to himself to stay out of Olivia and John’s personal affairs.


    “Actually, I wanted to ask you to help me with the divorce agreement.


    ”


    “Do you still want that?”


    Surprisingly, Zac was nervous. He found himself hoping Olivia would divorce John.


    Olivia scoffed. “Before, I thought that if we were going to keep on torturing each other like this, we


    might as well free each other. However, you’ve seen the problem, Mr. Quinton. Johnny doesn’t want to


    set me free but has no intention of ever living peacefully with me again.


    “And Dorothy hopes I’ll divorce John. I don’t want to make things easy for her. After all, I’m about to die.


    I want to annoy her till my final dying breath.”


    Then, she suddenly looked at Zac and smirked. “Mistress. I want her to be tainted by the identity of


    being a mistress. Even if she marries John after I’m dead, she’ll still be a mistress. That will be


    something she can’t deny.”


    She did not care about why Dorothy hated her. She just knew Dorothy wanted to marry John legally,


    and she was not going to let that happen!


    Zac nced at Olivia. She seemed to be smiling, though it was a self-deprecating smile. There was a


    hint of


    bitterness in it.


    He felt sorry for Olivia, a woman who had been so strong for so long. It was sad to see her like this.


    “Will it be worth it?”


    ‘Will it be worth it?’


    Olivia had never thought about that. Love was


    unreasonable and could not be exchanged for anything in the world.


    She thought it would be worth it if she could get revenge on Dorothy like this.


    She had wanted to escape, but John brought her back, stopping her from leaving.


    Since she could not run away, she might as well use her remaining time to get revenge on Dorothy. It


    seemed worth it.


    “Mr. Quinton, I haven’t got much time left on this Earth. If I worry about the value of doing something,


    it’ll be a waste of time.


    “I love Johnny deeply, even till now. I still love him, but


    things aren’t as simple as they were before.


    “My time is limited, so it’s better to be capricious. Anyway, any torture and pain will onlyst for six


    months at most, right?”


    Zac’s heart skipped a beat when he heard Olivia mention that she had limited time left in the mortal


    realm.


    Hearing it made him feel ufortable.


    Olivia was strong. She was bruised and battered, but she feared nothing.


    After a while, Zac asked, “Why aren’t you trying chemotherapy?”


    “I’m afraid it’ll hurt.”


    Zac’s grip on the steering wheel instinctively tightened. This woman, who was supposedly afraid of


    pain, had wounds all over her body. He had no idea how she had endured all of those painful


    encounters.


    These days, every time Zac saw her, he spotted a new wound on her body. However, she never


    comined about them even when she was coughing up blood.


    He felt sad. He wanted to give her a better life.


    “I know some doctors abroad. Maybe…”


    Before Zac could finish his words, Olivia shook her head and said, “Thank you for your kindness, Mr.


    Quinton, but staying alive means nothing to me anymore.”


    She could not do anything even if she were to stay alive.


    She and John could not be a real couple again. The man she loved most had changed. Staying


    alive would only bring her more pain.


    When Zac got out of the car after they arrived at the


    hospital and was about to head to the passenger’s seat, Olivia was already struggling to move her legs


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    “I’ll help you.”


    Olivia wanted to reject his kindness, but she really could not move her legs. Her knees and thighs felt


    weak. She could only nod.


    “Thank you, Mr. Quinton.”


    Zac picked Olivia up. He thought about how light she was, nothing like how an ordinary adult should


    feel to carry. His forehead puckered.


    “Call me Zac. I don’t want to hear anyone calling me something so formal after work.”


    Startled, Olivia chuckled. “Okay, Zac.”


    Before they got into the ward, Olivia noticed a shadow on the ground from the light. She gasped.


    Sure enough, John hade looking for her. It was just like she expected.