Chapter 295

After dressing the wound, John changed into a new set of clothes and sat still on the sofa. No one knew what was on his mind, but it felt horribly depressing. He sat from daylight to dusk. There was no light in the room. Only the white moonlight shone on him, and he looked colder. Suddenly, he got up and walked out with his long legs. He had just reached the door when he found someone kneeling at the door. He glanced coldly at that person with his deep eyes and kicked her away. "Johnny." Dorothy cried and hugged his legs. "I know you're mad at me. I don't expect your forgiveness. Perhaps I shouldn't have been interested in you from the beginning. I love you, so I can't watch you fall." "Let go!" There was no affection in his voice. It even had a touch of malice. However, how could Dorothy let go so easily? It had been a good plan, but she never expected John to turn against her over it. She never even expected Olivia to survive! How could she accept it? "Liv tried to kill