Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife novel Chapter 659

Chapter 659

"Of course."

Olivia knew Zac would feel uneasy about what Xavier said just now. In addition, he previously refused to get married to her, so she had to assure him.

"We have to always be together. I will never let go of your hand. Ever."

The road ahead was still long and challenging. She could never predict what was going to happen.

However, she would stay with him and do her best to protect him.

Ken coughed. "Cough! That's enough. Stop being so cheesy. Recompose yourself, we're about to start."

After he said that, he stole a glance at Jennie and said, "Ms. Sutherland, since we didn’t know there would be a bridesmaid, we didn’t arrange for it. Since Pheebs’ parents are not here, you will be in charge of handing Pheebs to Zac, okay?"

Jennie nodded. "Okay, no problem."

"Alright. Everything else will go according to the plan."

Olivia was a little worried about Zac, so she asked, "What did the doctor say? Should Zac go back to the hospital as soon as he can?"

"No, I talked to his doctor. Zac's legs are a problem, but aside from that, he’s fine."

Ken looked at Zac. "Also, I'm a doctor, and I brought medicine. So you don't have to worry. Just don't drink when you're doing the toast later."

"Okay, that's good."

"Alright, it's time. We have to go out now.”

Zac saw how off-colored Olivia was, so he asked with a frown, "How do you feel? Are you okay? We can delay if you don't feel well."

"No need."

Olivia bit her lip and stood up. “I’m fine."

Even though she said that, she was very nervous.

Weddings were already nerve-wracking, but now, Xavier and John were here, and John even knew about Lyla. This was too dangerous!

"Don't push yourself. Ken and I will go out first, and I'll get Wilbur to get you later. When the time comes, Ms.

Olivia swallowed nervously. “John, this is the ladies' restroom."

However, John ignored her and forced her into the corner. Then, he asked coldly, "Is Lyla my daughter?"

"N-no..."

"Is Lyla my daughter?" John narrowed his narrow eyes. He lifted her chin with his long and thin finger to force her to look into his eyes. "Look at me when you speak."

His hand was cold, and it caused her to shudder.

She lifted her icy eyes and inhaled sharply. What should she say to make John believe that Lyla was not his daughter?

"Tell me, is she?"

"She's not."

"You’re lying!"

He still remembered their discussion. They said that if they ever had a daughter, they would name her Lyla.