Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife novel Chapter 865

Chapter 865

"Why are you still standing there? I..."

Olivia started yelling before she looked up and met Ian's eyes. He was loitering in front of the door.

"Ian!"

Olivia got out of bed and was eager to go to him when her hand got caught on the IV drip stand. A sharp pain ran through her hand as the blood quickly stained the IV, coloring the whole tube red.

Olivia held in the pain and yanked out the IV needle, threw it aside, and was about to get up and go to Ian once more, only to see him entering the door with a bag in his hand.

"Ian, what I said wasn't meant for you. I thought... I thought it was John Freeman, that's why I..."

"I’m sorry."

Before Olivia could finish, Ian lowered his head and apologized.

Olivia was stunned. She thought she had heard wrongly and looked at the youth in front of her incredulously.

"W-what did you just say?"

"I'm sorry."

Ian repeated once more and placed the bag in his hand on the table." Here's your favorite meatballs."

Then, he turned around and was about to run out.

Olivia quickly grabbed him and said, "Ian, where do you think you're going now? Please don't make me worry, okay? I know I've neglected you, and forgetting about your orientation is too much, but please don't leave, okay?"

When it came to Ian, the stubbornness and determination she normally had disappeared without a trace, and all that was left was pleading and lowliness.

She knew she owed her brother everything, no matter what.

However, she did not know what she could do now.

Olivia's heart shuddered. She was really touched.

Seeing how her naive brother had grown up a little bit, she was very happy, but at the same time, the guilt in her heart grew.

She sniffled. "You idiot, do I need you to take care of me? I just want you to be healthy, happy, and to grow up safely. I don't ask for anything else."

"Liv, I've grown up. I'm no longer a kid. If you need my help with anything, you can tell me. Then, you won't have to be so tired anymore."

Olivia shook her head. "Ian, the further you are from me, the safer you are, and Dorothy will not lay her hands on you. That time four years ago scared me enough. I'm really afraid... Really afraid..."

She caressed Ian's face. "I was so afraid at the time I did not dare to die. I felt like I was too ashamed to meet Dad and Mom. I felt like I could not face them because of what had happened to you."

Ian did not respond, but his fists were tightly balled up.

He knew that everything was Dorothy Ellis’ fault. If it was not for her, their home and he and Liv would not have ended up the way they were right now.