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

Chapter 893

Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 893

John nodded.

How could he forget?

He made such a bad decision that he almost killed Olivia.

If Wes had not called Zac for a blood transfusion, she would probably…

His hand trembled at the thought.

He could never… make up for the mistakes he made in the past.

However, Olivia did not continue dwelling on the incident but asked, “Did you believe Dorothy when she said she stabbed me to protect herself because I stabbed her in the leg?”

She looked up at John once she finished asking.

’I don’t believe it now.” “No, I asked if you believed it at the time.”

John looked blankly at her, speechless, but his hands shook harder.

Sorry, regret, and pain filled his heart. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

He did not remember what he was thinking at the time. He only thought Dorothy could not die and Olivia could not have it easy. He did not think about whether Dorothy’s words were true.

Olivia glanced at him and raised her hand to take his.

“Calm down. I’m not trying to give you a hard time. I’m only curious if you think I’m that mean.”

John shook his head. “No, Liv. I… I didn’t even wonder if it was true.”

Olivia paused and burst out laughing, “Really?”

He nodded. ’Really, Liv. I’m not lying.”

Olivia was amused to see how desperately he wanted her to trust him.

She threw her head back and laughed a few times before calming down and shaking her head. “John, I can tell you that Dorothy stabbed herself and me.”

John felt his heart clench. The feelings in his heart grew stronger as if they were about to consume him.

He was so wrong and ridiculous…

Olivia sighed and pulled open the car door. “But I finally got back at her with the stab today. I feel much better. Let’s go back. I wanna see Lyla.”

John had no idea what she meant by this and whether she hated him or did not care anymore.

All he knew was that his heart felt uncomfortable like it was on fire.

His journey back was drearier than their journey here.

Back at the hospital, John and Olivia went upstairs to check on Lyla. Since Lyla was still unconscious, John left first.

He could not bear the dreariness. It left him breathless.

Olivia looked at his figure but said nothing.

She had a tightness in her chest earlier, but she was relieved after stabbing Dorothy.

When facing people like Dorothy, the meeker you were, the more you were bullied.

She was only scared if you fought back.

However, Olivia also knew Dorothy would not leave her alone and would take further action.

Therefore, she gave Harry a few days off and asked him to take turns guarding Lyla with her.

The hospital.

Dorothy was stabbed in the thigh and found only a long time later. She lost a lot of blood, and the hospital blood bank had insufficient blood.

“Mr. Quinton, there’s not enough blood in the blood bank, so we need to transfer it from another hospital. I’m afraid it will take some time. Do you have Rh-negative blood type?”

Fabian glanced at Dorothy with disgust. “I don’t, nor does my father.” “The hospital has only enough blood to keep Mrs. Quinton conscious, but I’m afraid we won’t be able to save her leg.”

Fabian was impatient. “Just get straight to the point.” “She might need to amputate and need crutches and a wheelchair.”

Hearing this, Dorothy instantly woke up and grabbed the doctor’s arm. “I know who has Rh-negative blood type!”