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

Chapter 842

’Why are you back?”

Surprised to see Zac in the doorway, she pointed to John on the bed to explain. “Hear me out. It’s not what you…”

However, before she could finish, Zac looked at her coldly and said, “Let’s get a divorce.'”

Olivia looked at Zac in disbelief with her mouth open, thinking she had heard him wrong.

’What… What did you say?’

’I said divorce.”

Zac glanced past her at John before looking back at her. He sneered and said, “You’ve found your happiness, and I’ve found mine. Why should we stay involved with each other? You don’t love me anyway, right?’

Olivia froze in place, only feeling a buzz in her head before it went blank frantically. She had no idea what else to say.

It took her a long time to come to herself. ’Is your happiness the woman that day?”

’That’s right.’ Zac wheeled himself into the room and smiled flirtatiously at her. “Olivia, I lied to you. I was never the affectionate good guy you thought I was. I do whatever I want.”

’How… How did you become like this?”

‘I’ve always been this way. You don’t think all I did is wait for someone I couldn’t touch or see like you for four years, do you?”

Zac looked at her with disdain. “No man can be abstinent, and I’m no exception. Besides, I put so much effort into you, and you still don’t like me. Why should I simp over you?”

Olivia’s pupils dilated. She found the man before her unrecognizable.

’Zac, do you know what you’re talking about?”

’Of course, I know. I’ve never been soberer than I was four years ago. I’m absolutely sober. So just sign the divorce papers.”

With that said, Zac pulled the divorce papers from behind him and threw them onto the bed. “Sign them and send them to my office. I’ll give you the house. You don’t have to give me the rest back, but I’m not giving you any more money. I think I’ve done the best I can for you.”

Then he wheeled his wheelchair out.

Olivia tried to catch up, but her feet seemed stuck to the ground, and she could not move no matter what…

How did this happen?

How did the high-spirited and elegant man become this way?

Was it because of her?

It was not until she heard the engine roar that she finally moved. She ran downstairs and stopped Zac’s car in the rain. She banged frantically on the glass window.

’Zac, get out. Let’s talk it out.” Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Wilbur looked at Zac. “Mr. Quinton?”

’Go. Ignore her!”

’But…”

’Go!’

Zac’s voice was so icy that Wilbur dared not breathe too loudly. He could only step on the gas and speed away.

Olivia was still banging on the window. “Zac! Come on!”

However, instead of stopping, the car sped up. Olivia chased for a while and could not go any further. She could only watch it disappear into the rain.

She did not know how she got home, only that she stood for a long time in the rain and the hall, soaking wet. She only snapped back to herself when Mrs. Simmons found her, took her to the bathroom for a bath, and fed her soup.

Mrs. Simmons did not know what had happened either. She only knew Olivia’s eyes were empty as if she were a zombie. It was scary.

’Mrs. Simmons.”

Olivia looked up at her blankly. Her eyes suddenly reddened as she threw herself into Mrs. Simmons’ arms and cried.

‘Mrs. Simmons, have I done something wrong? Was I wrong from the beginning?”