Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 198


    Zac…


    The image of Zac shielding her beneath him as blood ran down his face with his eyes closed shed


    across Olivia’s mind, and she turned weak.


    By the way, Z did not seem to answer her question when she asked.


    is he… really dying…?’


    ‘Olivia, you’re a troublemaker! Forget about your hooking up. Won’t your conscience hurt when you


    make them all die because of you?”


    “Shut up!”


    Olivia looked up, stared coldly at Dorothy, and pushed her out.


    Then she took the needle off her hand, sat on Dorothy, and pped Dorothy.


    “Dorothy, I warn you to stop touching people around me. Or I will make sure you can’t be Mrs. Freeman


    even if I died!”


    Dorothy was in pain as she shouted, “Olivia, are you crazy? I still have your brother. Do you want him


    dead?


    “Or you don’t want the old man’s body back?”


    Olivia paused as her eyes darkened. She looked like a demon from hell.


    Dorothy gulped and suppressed her fear. “Olivia, still won’t let go? Don’t forget. You killed Ben!”


    Hatred swept over Olivia.


    However, she knew it would not bring back Uncle Wace’s body even if she killed Dorothy now, let


    alone Ben’s life.


    Her mouth twitched as she spoke coldly, “Dorothy, don’t worry. You will go to hell one day!”


    However, Dorothy did not care about the threat.


    Dorothy pushed Olivia away, got up, patted the dust off her, and left with a cold snort.


    Olivia just slumped on the floor. She thought she was about to get her revenge, but…


    Her nails sank deep into the flesh. She did not let go even when they were dripping


    with blood


    Z came in with the soup, only to find a mess. It took her a long time to find Olivia with red eyes on


    the ground.


    When she saw her arms mangled, Z’s heart broke. She grabbed her hand and cried, “Sis Liv, don’t


    do this. We still have a chance.”


    “A chance?”


    Olivia looked nkly at her before suddenly snorting and saying with augh, “I know


    everything, but I can’t do anything about it. I hate myself so much. Why am I so useless?


    “Uncle Wace and Ben are dead because of me, and Zac’s dying too. I…”


    She began to cry as she spoke.


    Z hugged her and patted her on the back. “Sis Liv, don’t me yourself. It’s not your fault.”


    After crying for an unknown amount of time, Olivia suddenly grabbed Z. “Where’s -Zac?”


    “Mr. Quinton is wounded and resting in the ward.”


    “Wounded?”


    Olivia was skeptical. Dorothy said he was dying.


    Therefore, she got up and ran out, ignoring her wounds.


    Seeing this, Z rushed to help her.


    “Sis Liv, where are you going with these wounds?”


    “I’m going to meet Zac.”


    “Mr. Quinton’s fine. He was only hit on the head and had his right hand broken. The rest are only flesh


    wounds.”


    Olivia was skeptical. “Isn’t he dying?”


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    Z was stunned. “Who did you hear that from? He woke up a little earlier before you did.”


    “But isn’t Ben dead?”


    “Ben… Sis Liv, Ben didn’t die in the car ident.”


    “What?”


    Olivia stopped, turned, and grabbed Z’s hand. Even her voice was shaking. “What


    did you just say?”