Chapter 60

John strode to the bed and forcefully lifted the pale, thin woman up from it. “Olivia, are you still pretending to sleep? How dare you pretend to be weak when you have enough strength to slap Dorothy!”

Olivia slowly opened her eyes and looked at the familiar man before her.

“Why can’t you speak?”

“What is there to say? Will you believe me?”

Her words startled John, making him feel sorry for her.

Even though he was drunk last night, he remembered this woman asking him the same question then.

However, John had seen the mark with his own eyes. How could he choose not to believe it? He was not blind!

He flung his hand out and threw Olivia to the ground.

Olivia had no strength left in her. Her stomach was grumbling, and the pain in her lungs was killing her. She was like a broken doll, breaking into pieces because of the fall.

As she landed, she had to use her hands to keep her face off the ground. They hit the tiles hard.

In a flash, porcelain pieces stabbed into her palm, and bl