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

Chapter 438
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Chapter 438

John did not say a word. He just let Zac carry him while he continued to drink wine.

Zac smashed the bottle to the floor and yelled, “Drink. All you know is drink. Why don’t you kill yourself

by drinking?”

After some time, John finally hoarsely shouted, “Wine!”

Seeing him like this, Zac had mixed feelings. He let go of him and dropped him to the ground.

Then he turned around and ran into the bathroom. He poured a bucket of water all over John and threw

the bucket out.

*John, are you awake?

“Do you know how loathsome it is to realize your true feelings until it’s too late?

“Do you think Liv will forgive you for behaving like this?”

John looked blankly at him, wiped the water off his face, and grinned like a lunatic.

Zac frowned, turned his head around, and commanded, “Wilbur, get me a bucket of ice water.”

“Okay.”

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Wilbur soon came in with a bucket of water full of ice.

Without thinking twice, Zac grabbed the bucket and poured the water all over John’s head, chilling him.

from head to toe.

The piercing iciness made John shiver, and his lifeless eyes changed a little.

Zac handed the bucket to Wilbur. “Again.”

Five buckets were poured over him. John, pale as a ghost, sat shivering in the puddle.

“Are you awake? If you’re not, I’ll keep pouring till you do.”

Suddenly, John looked up blankly at him with his dark eyes. Trembling, he asked, “Did she mention me

the last time you saw her in prison?”

Zac paused for a moment before shaking his head. “No.”

John’s pupils dilated. He shivered as he got up from the floor. His lips were pale and bloodless, his

eyes

cold.

“Really? Not even a word?”

“I told Liv you were awake and not going to press charges.”

John looked at Zac expectantly, but Zac’s next line was-“Instead of replying to me, she changed the

subject and asked if Dorothy was alive.”

John’s eyes darkened again.

Disappointed? Or despair?

“That was the last time I saw her, but she didn’t say a word about you. John, you made Liv desperate.

You brought it all on yourself”

Zac glanced at him. “If Wes hadn’t begged me, I’m telling you, I won’t attend your funeral even if you’re

dead.

“But I’m telling you, don’t die so easily. I don’t want Liv to face you in the other life!”

With that, Zac only said, “Be careful” and walked away.

After Zac left, John collapsed to the ground and fainted.

17 years of love and dispute for nothing.

It was all for nothing after all.

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Four years later. Murica.

At a table in front of the French window, a woman in a pink dress was drawing a design in the sun.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

“Ms. James, you’re wanted on line 1.”

“Didn’t I say not to disturb me while I’m drawing?”

The assistant panicked. “It’s Ms. Sutherland.”

Olivia put down her pen, got up, walked to her desk, and picked up the phone. “Jennie, what’s wrong?”

“It’s an emergency.”

She knew Jennie Sutherland’s mother must have forced her to go on another blind date when she

heard her speaking sweetly on the phone.

“Pheebs, my mom’s killing me. She’s not in Murica, but she arranged so many blind dates. This time,

she threatened me that she would live stream herself jumping off a building if I refused to go.”

Olivia was helpless. “What do you want me to help you with?”

“Would you mind meeting the client for me?”