Chapter 137

Olivia was just like a doll, sitting in John's arms—lifeless and a shell of her former self. "Olivia, I'll find out sooner or later what you're hiding from me!" Olivia's heart tingled with pain at this, but she smiled. "Really? I hope you'll find out soon, Mr. Freeman." 'Before I die.' "How long are you going to be so bitter?" "Mr. Freeman, do you think I'm being bitter?" "Olivia Larson!" John grabbed her jaw with his long fingers. His eyes were scarlet and angry. "Talk properly!" Olivia frowned slightly out of pain. "You don't like me calling you Johnny. You said I'm cheap. John, there is no trust between you and me anymore. "Not only do you not trust me, but I also don't trust you. Every time I call you Johnny, my heart breaks. So I'm tired, Mr. Freeman." John stared blankly at Olivia, feeling a pang in his heart. "Olivia, you betrayed me. You don't get to disbelieve me!" Olivia sneered. "John, were we ever equal? You might disbelieve me, but I cannot disbelieve you. "Y