Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife novel Chapter 727

Chapter 727

When they got off the rollercoaster, Sam and Olivia were fine. However, John looked pale and sat on the bench to rest.

"Mr. Freeman, it seems that you are getting old. Let’s go to the aquarium next time. It’s quiet and safe there."

John rolled his eyes and said, "Ungrateful brat."

However, Sam hid behind Olivia and made a grim face. Tm saying this out of kindness. Look at Olivia. She is fine.”

John lifted his head and looked at Olivia. "Why are you calling her by her name and calling me Mr. Freeman instead?"

"You look older than Olivia."

"I’m older than her, but not by much. Stop calling me Mr. Freeman."

Sam shook Olivia's arm and asked, "Lady, what do you think?”

Olivia did not care about John's emotions. She pinched Sam's nose lightly and said, "You can call him whatever you prefer.”

"Um...” Sam seemed to have considered the matter of fact that John was financially supporting him. So, he decided to change the way he addressed John. "Can I call you John, then?"

John was satisfied with that and nodded. "Okay.”

Olivia looked at the time. "John, are you alright? We are going to the haunted house next."

The haunted house?

John looked at her in surprise. "Aren't you afraid of ghosts?"

"Sam wants to go, so I'm accompanying him. I suppose it won't be that scary."

Sam tapped his chest again and said, "Lady, don’t worry. I'm with you. The ghosts can't hurt you."

Furious, John poked the little brat's forehead and said, "How old are you? Can you protect her?"

"How about you?"

"Of course I can, little brat.”

Olivia glared at John. "John, how old are you? Why do you have to argue with a child about this?"

John was stunned and felt wronged. However, he could say nothing about it and could only bear with it.

Olivia was terrified. So, she could not be bothered to get mad at him. She could only shrink herself into his arms and sniff the familiar scent of John. Only then did she feel a little relieved.

Suddenly there was a loud noise, like thunder.

With a shudder, she opened her eyes and stared straight ahead.

Suddenly, those thundery, scary nights came to mind.

John held her tight, covered her eyes with his left hand, and whispered, "Is this better?"

Olivia shuddered.

Worried, he asked again, "Are you still afraid? Should I take you out?"

After a while, Olivia sobbed and said, "John, maybe you have changed. However, for me, those fears have been etched into my DNA. You are part of the fear."

John froze, and it took a long time for him to snap out of it.

He knew what she meant and squeezed her hand. He said in his hoarse voice, "Liv, I understand. I've experienced what you're talking about."