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

Chapter 360
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Chapter 360

That afternoon, Olivia was thinking about knitting a scarf for lan and Zy when the doorbell rang. She got

up to open it.

“Liv.”

As she looked at the person in front of her, she grinned. “Are you looking for Zy?”

Ken glanced inside the house. “Is she home?”

“Yes. Come in.”

Ken shook his head and handed the bags in his hand to her. “These are your clothes, shoes, and

jewelry.”

She did not answer and instead glanced at it suspiciously. “What do you want me to do with this?”

“John asked me to give these to you. They’re for the party tonight.”

Upon hearing that the bags were from John, Olivia’s face darkened. “Tonight? Is he giving me orders

now?”

“Liv, it’s just a normal party, but the people attending are upper class.” He pursed his lips. “It’s rumored

that something’s going on with your marriage, so he thought…”

Before he could finish speaking, she sneered. “He’s afraid that people will learn about his troubled

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marriage, huh? Didn’t that already happen two years ago? Why bother now?”

As she spoke, she pushed Ken outside. “You should leave. I won’t go.”

He panicked and quickly blocked the door with his foot. “Liv, wait. There’s one more thing.”

Olivia frowned. “What is it?”

“It’s about Zy.”

“What’s up?”

He put all the bags in his hand inside the house. “What happened in the morning was a

misunderstanding. Could you talk to her for me? I really didn’t…”

“Ken, what are you doing here? Are you trying to convince Liv to become your defender? Don’t even

think about it!”

“No, Ms. Jones! It was truly a misunderstanding. That girl was just there for a blind date arranged by my

mother. I don’t know her very well.”

“Really?”

Zyla walked to the door and stared at him coldly. “If you don’t know her that well, why’d she address you

so intimately? She kept calling you Kenny. Thinking about it makes my skin crawl.”

7…”

“Forget it. I really don’t care about your relationship, but can you please not drag me into your arguments

again?”

Ken got even more worried at this point and wanted to come in to explain, but Olivia blocked the door so

he could not come inside at all.

“Zyla, I didn’t expect her to throw water on you, so I bought new clothes for you to make amends. So,

can you please be the bigger person and forgive me?”

“Forgive you?”

He nodded.

Zyla pulled Olivia aside, sneered at Ken, and slammed the door shut.

It was not until she heard the footsteps getting softer outside the door that she snorted coldly and cursed.

“As expected of Jerk John’s lackey. He turns out to be a scumbag as well.”

Olivia recalled her coming home drenched in the morning, and she could not help imagining a

melodrama in her mind.

“Zy, was Ken the one who got you all drenched this morning?”

“Yeah, it’s his fault that the clothes you bought me are stained with coffee! It’ll be so hard to wash out.”

“What happened?”

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She pulled her lips into a thin line. “What else could’ve happened? When I went to buy cakes, I

happened to bump into this scumbag breaking up with someone.

“Then, in order to get rid of that woman, this scumbag ran over and grabbed me, saying that I was his

girlfriend.

“In the end, that woman splashed two cups of coffee on me in a fit of rage..

After listening to Zyla’s retelling, Olivia could not stop herself from laughing.

This silly girl probably did not realize that she had fallen in love with Ken.

Zyla was upset when she heard Olivia laughing. She then pointed to another pile of bags at the door.”

What are these? What does Jerk John want?”

“He said he wanted me to go to a party tonight.”

“Will you go?”

Before Olivia could answer, the phone rang.

After glancing at the called ID, she declined the call without thinking, but the other party called again.

soon.

She had no choice but to pick up. “What’s the matter?”

From the other end of the phone came a familiar and deep voice. “Have you received the clothes? I’ll

pick you up in the evening.”