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

Chapter 220
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Chapter 220

Cole knew that he could not last much longer, but he could not afford to let John know the truth.

Suddenly, he pulled out the knife in his shoulder and stabbed it into his chest.

“No!”

Olivia rushed over, hoping to stop him, but she was a step too slow, and everything was in vain.

The knife sank into Cole’s chest, and blood gushed out.

“Cole, don’t die!”

‘He’s the only one that knows the truth right now.’

Cole grinned at her and whispered with whatever that remained in him, “Ms. Larson,

I’m… sorry, I… I owe Dolly my life… I can’t tell the truth even if I have to die…”

After saying that, his head tilted, and he lost his breath.

Olivia froze to the spot, and her tears rolled down her cheeks to her lips.

They were salty.

‘Why?’

Why did they have to wrong her no matter what the cost was?!

Would it be the case that when she died, she would still be a cheating woman in

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John’s heart?

‘I don’t want this.’

Even if she and John could not be together in the end, she did not want him to

misunderstand her.

John was about to approach her, but he saw her suddenly and frantically laugh.

“How pathetic! What a joke!”

Olivia clenched her teeth and took a final glance at Cole. She then staggered up, stood up, and wiped

away her tears.

John suddenly grabbed her arm. “What did he say?”

“You really want to know?”

Olivia turned around and looked at him. Then, she grinned, “But would you believe it if the words came

from me?”

Seeing her attitude, John frowned. His gaze changed slightly, and his heart ached.

“Olivia, calm down.”

‘Calm down?’

Olivia sniffed. A weird smile was on the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were surprisingly cold.

“He said that he was sorry, but because he owes Dorothy his life, he must keep the secret and bring it to

his grave. John, it seems like he likes your darling Dorothy so much that he’s willing to risk his life for

her.’

She let out a foul breath afterward and wiped away her tears, laughing. “How

pathetic, huh?”

She was mocking herself. ‘Even Dorothy Ellis has an infatuated man that loves her with his entire life.

How about me?’

She had loved John for seventeen years, but all she got in return was suspicion, hatred, and betrayal.

At that moment, she felt like she had really lost to Dorothy.

She had a strong family background that Dorothy could never have herself, but she had no one who

loved her, unlike Dorothy.

She had Cole at first, and now she had John.

Olivia walked outside, staggering. Her mind was a total mess.

After taking two steps, her lungs convulsed. She could not control it and spat out a

mouthful of blood.

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John quickly went to help her and easily picked her up and carried her bridal-style to

walk out with her.

He put her into the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt. “Give me a minute.”

After saying that, he closed the car door and walked back into the factory.

“Settle the body, and leave no trace behind.”

“Don’t worry.”

John nodded and walked back out with a gloomy expression.

After two steps, he suddenly stopped, looked at Wes, and asked, “Wes, was it too much for me to make

her kill Cole?”

Honestly, he could sense how alert and hostile Olivia was toward him.

“Sir, I understand your intentions. You want Madam to be able to deal with her own enemies.” Wes then

paused. “But I assume Madam doesn’t think the same.”

This was a fact. Based on the conflicts they had gone through, Olivia definitely got the wrong idea.

John pursed his lips and did not say anything more. He just lit a cigarette.

However, as soon as it was lit, he remembered that Olivia had pneumonia, so he silently extinguished it.

After getting into the car, the two continued the journey in dead silence.

Olivia was like a puppet, leaning against the window silently.

John noticed her pale face, and he was worried.

‘Am I really in wrong?’