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

Chapter 696

Olivia withdrew her hand. “Clean up the kitchen then.

Then, remembering something else, she turned around and asked, “How’s Sam?”

“I can bring him to see you later, but I haven’t found his parents.”

Olivia rolled her eyes at him. “You’re useless.”

John stood in the kitchen, looking blankly at her back. He had mixed feelings.

‘Did she just call me useless?

‘She used to idolize me. Then she hates me to the bone…

‘But neither worship nor hate had made me feel worse than this ignorance and contempt. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

‘Did Zac change her?’

Olivia was going to help Ian clean up when she saw him come down from the second floor and handed her a piece of paper.

“I wrote what I want to eat on it. Don’t force yourself if you don’t want to cook.”

Olivia took it, glanced at it, and could not help smiling.

The boy had indeed grown up. He was a lot more attentive now.

He had written more than 20 dishes. Almost all of them were complicated dishes. Besides that, there were dishes from all over the world. He was deliberately giving her a hard time.

“Are you sure that’s all you want? Is that all?”

“We’ll talk more about it if you can make these.”

“Okay, sure. But you have to finish all of them once I make them.”

Ian paused. “All… All of them?”

“How wasteful would that be?”

“But there are 20 or 30 complicated dishes here. Most of them are meat dishes and so on. I’m not a big eater…”

Olivia looked at her brother and did not back down. “I’m willing to cook so much. Isn’t it out of line if you didn’t finish it? I saw that you usually eat takeout food. Consider today as giving you some nutrition.”

Ian regretted it.

He wrote so many dishes only to spite her and verify whether she was his sister at the same time. However, he did not expect to have to finish them all…

“Or… “Olivia leaned over to him and said with a smile, “You didn’t want these dishes. Is it only to mess with me?”

Ian raised his eyebrows slightly. “I’ll eat them. I’m not scared! I’ll eat them if you make it!”

“Okay, I’ll make the order now.”

Olivia sat on the couch, took the menu, and began to place an order online.

Ian looked at her legs and the glass of water on the coffee table, and he had an idea.

“Here, have some water.”

She picked up the water glass and handed it to Olivia. Just as she was about to take it, he pretended to slip, and it spilled on Olivia.

“Oops…”

Ian quickly picked up a quilt and gave her tissue paper. “If you don’t mind, you can go upstairs and change into my sister’s clothes.”

Olivia glanced up and saw the boy looking shifty. She could tell he was up to something in one glance.

She had no idea how Zac and John had taught him these four years. How did a good child become so scheming?

However, she was comforted by one thing.

Ian was much more optimistic than when they first met four years ago.

Sure enough, he was less radical after leaving Dorothy.

“Sure enough, take me there. I can’t cook with wet clothes.”

“Come with me.”

Ian pushed open Olivia’s old room. “You can choose whatever clothes you want in the closet.”

With that said, she closed the door and hurried back to her room. Then he intended to jump over the balcony to the next room to see if there were any scars on her legs.

Olivia had seen through him, so she stood on the balcony waiting for him.

As soon as she heard the noise, she came out from behind the curtain, folded her arms in front of her chest, and looked at him with a smile.” Punk, since when are you a peeping Tom?”