Chapter 285
Olivia shook her head. “I don’t know. I’m still looking into it.”
“Mrs. Freeman, why did you keep this from me? Do you not trust me? I would never do such a thing.”
“I know. So I’m telling you now.”
“Whose ward is this?” She asked, looking at her surroundings.
Ken opened the door and said, “John’s.”
‘John’s?’
Olivia was startled, and she turned around. She saw John on the bed, looking pale and on drips.
“What’s wrong with him?”
“Something hard hit him on the back, and he was seriously injured. Then, his wound tore apart a few times. So it’ll take longer for him to recover.”
John was still alive and energetic the last time he met her, but now, he was so weak. and lying in bed. She felt a little sad.
It made her doubt if she was feeling sorry for him.
On second thought, he did not love her, so she did not need to be so pathetic.
Then, Olivia calmed herself down. “So? What’s the point of bringing me here?”
“Mrs. Freeman…”
“How hard was the impact? Did he do it to save Dorothy?
Ken shook her head. “No. He was injured earlier than Zyla was.”
Olivia was shocked and scoffed. “Even when he was seriously injured, he could still force me to donate my blood to Dorothy. If he wasn’t injured, would he have killed. me?”
Ken frowned. Wes had told him that the misunderstanding between these two ran deep. From what he was witnessing now, it did not seem like it would be something easy to talk out.
“Mr. Freeman, John was injured trying to save you.”
‘Save me?
Olivia shook her body and doubted as she looked at John. “Me? Are you kidding?”
‘Does he not wish me dead?’
Ken felt sad to see the perfect couple in such a state.
Dorothy froze for a moment and then shouted angrily, “Olivia, what do Why do you like to accuse me so much?”
you
want?
‘Accuse?
Olivia could guess that Dorothy was behind it from her reaction.
“When have I ever accused you?”
Dorothy glanced at the man on the bed. “Don’t think that you can freely accuse me just because Johnny is in a coma? The fact that I’m free now proves that I never did. what you said!”
‘Shameless’ was the only word Olivia could think of to describe Dorothy.
She gritted her teeth and glared at Dorothy, making her step back and lean against John’s bed.
“D-don’t you dare!”
The man suddenly sat up on his bed and pulled the needle out of his skin. Then, he asked coldly, “Dorothy, is it really not you?”
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