Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 561


    Room 3606, Moonshroud Hotel.


    After Olivia took the room keycard from Wade, she swiped the card and entered the room.


    It was pitch ck. As Olivia carefully turned on the lights, the decorations in the room stayed the same


    as before, and it looked as if no one had stayed in there before.


    Olivia nced at the time. It was not yet nine o’clock.


    Could he be gone right before it turned nine?


    Just as she was pondering, her phone rang.


    She was about to check her inbox when she dropped her phone due to her nervousness.


    After fumbling with her phone, she finally clicked the message open. It was from Mr. M.


    [I’ll be there soon. Wait for me on the bed.]


    When she saw that, she breathed a sigh of relief. After replying with an [Okay.], she ced her bag


    down, took off her outerwear, and climbed into bed.


    However, she was trembling uncontrobly from fear.


    She could only roll herself up within the nkets and force herself to close her eyes.


    However, every time she closed her eyes, she would start to imagine how Mr. M would arrive in a while,


    how he would take off her clothes, whether he would be rough…


    Suddenly, she picked up on a faint scent.


    It was really faint, but it gave her an unknown sense of security, and it had her falling asleep in a


    blurred daze after a while.


    In the middle of the night, Olivia felt like someone had hugged her from behind, but since she was deep


    asleep with only a few seconds of consciousness, she fell back into a deep sleep again.


    By the time she woke up, it was already the next morning.


    Olivia stretched, opened her eyes, and stared at the ceiling for a while before turning her head to look


    beside her abruptly.


    To her surprise, the other side of the bed was empty.


    She sat up from the bed and lowered her head to look at the clothes on her. Then, she looked


    around the room.


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    There were no traces of another person having been there.


    It really seemed like nothing happenedst night.


    Olivia picked up her phone and nced at the time. It was 10 a.m. now, which meant she had slept for


    thirteen hours from 9 p.m. the previous night all the way to 10 a.m. today!


    She was in disbelief. She was an especially light sleeper and would wake up with a jolt from the


    slightest noise.


    That was why for the past four years, other than when she had taken sleeping pills, she had never slept


    for such a long time under normal circumstances.


    However, for her to be sleeping so soundly even when she was in a state of fear was… unbelievable.


    What in the world happenedst night?


    Olivia lowered her head to read Mr. M’s message. [The name card of thewyer is on the nightstand.


    I’ve already informed him. You can rest assured. He can definitely defeat TR.]


    Olivia turned around to look. Indeed, she found a name card on the nightstand.


    She picked it up to look at it and saw that thewyer’s name was Pitt. It seemed like he had his own


    law firm.


    However, she waited to contact Pitt. Instead, she replied to Mr. M first.


    [Sir, what… Happenedst night?]


    [What do you think?]


    Olivia was confused, so she asked: (I don’t think anything happened. I was soundly asleep, and I don’t


    remember anything. But Sir, didn’t you say that I had to sleep with you for a night…?]


    [You didst night. It’s just that I waste to arrive, and I left really early. Go contact Pitt.]


    Did she misunderstand him?


    Did the ‘sleeping’ he mentioned not mean the kind of ‘sleeping’ she thought it did?


    After some thought, she could not help but feel a little guilty. She bit her lips and replied: [I’m sorry, Mr.


    M. I think I misunderstood youst night, and I silently cursed you as someone despicable in my


    heart… I’m sorry…]


    [It’s okay, I was the one that didn’t make things clear, causing you to misunderstand what I meant. If a


    man said that to a woman, anyone else would have misunderstood as well.]


    [But I’m an old man. I am no longer capable of that. I just want a good night’s sleep, and you, Ms.


    James, have given me just that, so don’t overthink things.]


    ‘I see…’ Olivia thought as she punched the mattress frustratedly, her ears blushing red.


    Damn it, how could she have thought that of Mr. M…?


    After thinking about it for a long while, she replied: [Thank you, sir. I’m really sorry. When things are


    done and dusted, I’d like to take you out for a meal as a token of my appreciation. Would you be okay


    with that?]