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

Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 244

Rain poured down from the sky, soaking the earth, and soon the rain was rolling sand down the slope. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Suddenly, a black Maybach sped over. The moment it turned, it sent yellow muddy water flying and stopped on the slope.

A man got out of the driver’s seat in a hurry and looked around nervously despite the rain.

It was an abandoned land. All he could see was yellow dirt. Now mixed with the rain, any trace was gone.

A man got out of the front passenger seat, holding an umbrella as he ran up to the

man.

“Sir, it’s a big area. I’ll get someone here.”

John’s expression was cold and ghastly. He raised his hand and knocked Wes’s umbrella away, his deep eyes murderous.

“There’s no time. Dig now!”

Wes panicked, but it was getting dark and raining. How was he going to search in a place this big?

Suddenly, John took off his suit and threw it on the ground. He crouched down and began to dig with his hands.

“Sir!”

Wes tried to stop him. “Sir, I’ll get some tools. Don’t…”

“F*ck off! F*ck off if you’re not going to help. Get out of the way!”

With that said, he looked up at Wes with scarlet eyes. “If anything happens to her, I’ll kill you!”

Wes shuddered in fear. While calling someone, he found two shovels nearby. He dropped one next to John and started digging in the rain.

However, the traces of the burial were washed away by the rain. It was not easy to find Olivia.

John got down on his knees and dug, shouting, “Olivia, do you hear me?

“Olivia Larson!”

‘Olivia, if you die, I’ll kill everyone you care about and bury them with you!’

However, no matter how he shouted, all he got in reply was the sound of wind and rain.

Even though the soil was soaked, it was still not soft enough. John’s fingers were already injured and bleeding, but he did not seem to feel the pain as he continued digging hard.

“Olivia, where are you?”

‘Olivia…’

John was already soaked. The rain ran down his face to his mouth. He pressed his lips together and tasted it.

‘Why is it salty?

‘Does rain taste like this?’

Suddenly, a bright light came, and a car stopped not far away.

Zac froze slightly when he saw John, who was kneeling on the ground and digging with his bare hands. Then he quickly ran over with his men.

“Johnny, I’ve brought some people here. It’s faster this way. It’s been almost five hours since Liv disappeared. We have to be quick.”

They had no idea where Olivia was buried. and the rain was only making things

worse.

Without looking up, John turned around and continued digging in another place.

Zac frowned and shook his head at the sight of it, feeling complicated.

He directed his men to grab their tools and spread out to search. Then he kicked the shovel to John and said coldly, “John, stop pretending to care. You’re only deceiving yourself using your hands, which greatly slows the rescue.”

John continued to ignore Zac and dug with a blank face.

Zac did not bother to talk to John anymore, so he went away and started digging.

“She’s afraid of the dark and the rain. How afraid do you think she must be now?”

Zac turned to glance at John and scolded, “Ridiculous.”

He forced Olivia to let go of Dorothy in the cemetery during the day. At night, he was scooping out soil with his bare hands and pretended to care. He must have a split personality. He was crazy!