Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife novel Chapter 54

John looked at her coldly upon hearing that. “Didn’t you give her food to eat? You locked it again?”

Dorothy was startled by the look in his eyes. She lowered her head and said, “1-1 was afraid you’d blame. me for letting her go. I didn’t dare to…”

“Forget it.”

John did not bother to listen to her explanation. He kept banging on the door, louder and louder each. time. “Olivia, are you waiting for me to kick the door down?”

However, he received no response from Olivia.

Dorothy suddenly fell into his arms when John wanted to kick the door down.

“What’s the matter?”

“Head… My head hurts…”

John looked at the door and then at Dorothy. “I’ll help you get back to your room.”

“Sorry… Johnny.”

John noticed Dorothy’s painful expression and felt sorry for her. He spoke gently. “I’m sorry for being harsh just now. Rest well. I’ll call the doctor.”

Dorothy tugged his arm carefully. “Johnny, don’t fight with Liv. Let her calm herself down inside the room. Maybe she doesn’t know what to say to you. That’s why she’s ignoring you.”

“Okay. Rest well, and don’t think about anything else.”

John helped her to get onto the bed. Then, he placed the lunch box on the table and took out his phone.

When Dorothy saw that John had specially brought back an insulated lunch box, she knew it must be for

Olivia.

She was afraid that John would go to Olivia and Olivia would expose the fact that she had not given her a meal. Thus, Dorothy weakly got up from her bed and pretended to knock the lunch box over by mistake.

“Oh my.”

John quickly hung up the call. When he turned around, he saw that the porridge in the lunch box had spilled all over Dorothy’s leg, burning the skin there.

“I’m so conflicted. I felt bad all day. Sorry!! didn’t mean to drop the porridge you brought for Liv…”

John suddenly got more annoyed when he heard this. The flames of anger grew in him.

He looked at Dorothy sobbing, and his patience wore out. He pushed her hand away and did not even

care enough to worry about the burn on her leg. He stood up and walked out.

“You can sleep if you’re fine. I’ll have someone clean the porridge on the floor later.”

Dorothy looked at his back and pursed her lips. “Johnny, I’m sorry… I shouldn’t…”

“Go to bed. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

The door was closed, leaving the room with spilled porridge and a frustrated Dorothy inside.

Jamn it! I have to make Olivia leave Ocean City.

‘I should be Mrs. Freeman, not her!”