Chapter 840

It was unknown whether he was afraid of her hating him to the core, but John woke up. His half-closed eyes were covered by his wet lashes. His voice was hoarse and a little sarcastic. "Olivia, are you... taking this opportunity to vent your anger?" Olivia breathed a sigh of relief at the voice. "Why are you pretending to be dead when you're not even dead? Did you learn it from Dorothy?" "I learned it from you." "Me?" John smirked. "Yeah, I learned to play dead... from you." When Olivia realized the man was insinuating her fake death, she became furious instantly. "Take a taxi home since you're in good spirits." With that said, she got up to leave. John grabbed her hand. "Liv, I feel so bad... Don't leave me. Hmm?" Olivia pretended to be heartless, so she relented when John begged her. Sam and Mrs. Simmons happened to run out. Together, they brought John back to the room. "Mrs. Simmons, help me get him into the bathroom." The man was so wet that they could not keep his clothe