Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 372


    “What do you want? Say it!”


    “I love watching you break down, Olivia. When you break down like a madwoman, I think about how


    Johnny will divorce you, and how I’ll be Mrs. Freeman.”


    Olivia shouted, “Dorothy! How dare you! I’m warning you! Don’t you dare do anything!”


    However, Dorothy did not care. She chuckled and said, “Olivia, what else can you do? All you can do is


    shout at me!”


    “You!”


    Olivia wanted to retort, but suddenly, she heard the sound of water flowing from the bathroom.


    She was worried Z would take things too hard, so she threw the phone aside and rushed into the


    bathroom.


    When she saw Z sitting in the bathtub, she was relieved.


    “Zy.”


    Olivia hugged her. “I’m sorry. You suffered that because of me.”


    Z buried her head in Olivia’s shoulder and cried. “Sis Liv, it’s none of your business. It’s my fate. I


    was lucky enough to meet you. That was already my redemption. It’s my fault for wanting too much.”


    “Zy, what are you talking about?”


    “Sis Liv, it’s not worth crying for me. I’m sorry… I can’t protect you anymore.”


    Olivia felt heartbroken. She hugged Z tightly. “Z, don’t say something like that about yourself.”


    “Sis Liv….”


    Z lifted her head. “I’m dirty now. I-I’m not qualified to be around you anymore.


    “Sis Liv, I’m happy I could apany you for so long.


    “I’m garbage and shouldn’t wish for much. God must have punished me because I was too greedy.”


    “Zy…”


    Olivia had a thousand things she wanted to say to Z, but she could not say a word.


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    She suddenly understood.


    Although she had encountered a lot of changes these two years, and her life had been plunged into


    darkness, it was nothingpared to Z’s childhood.


    As the saying went, some people had their childhood memories to heal their current sorrow, while


    others used their whole life to heal their wounds from childhood.


    Z was strong, but she was also fragile.


    Olivia’s words offort were not strong enough to heal her.


    She held Z’s face in her hands and wiped Z’s tears off her face with some water. Then, she


    forced a smile. “Zy, you are the light that led me out of my dark life.”


    She licked her lips and continued. “You know, before I met you, I had forgotten how tough.”


    “You’re the one who made meugh again. You’re the one who made me see that there’s still beauty in


    the world.


    Z was startled, and she looked at Olivia. Her body shuddered, and tears rolled down her cheeks.


    That was what she had said to Olivia.


    Olivia remembered it.


    Olivia took down the showerhead. Then, she wet Z’s hair as she smiled and said, “Zy, I’ll help you


    take a bath, okay?”


    Z looked at Olivia without responding.


    “After washing up, rx in the bathtub. I’ll make some spaghetti for you, okay?”


    Z nodded in a daze.


    Olivia knew Z needed time to recover from her emotions.


    She would apany Z, just like how Z had apanied her.


    After the bath, Olivia filled the bathtub with warm water and threw in a bath bomb. Only then did she


    ask Z to sit in it.


    “Take your time. I’ll cook you a bowl of spaghetti.”


    When Olivia walked out of the bathroom, Z took a brush from the shelf and scrubbed her body.


    It was as though she thought she could clean herself better like that.