My Flirtacious Husband

Genevieve’s chest grew tight as she asked, “How low?”

Before that doctor could utter a word, Timothy replied, “Very low.” Instead of his usual casual tone, he added chokingly, “He might be bedridden for life.”

Does that mean he’s going to be in a vegetative state? Genevieve knew Timothy liked to joke at times, but she was certain he wouldn’t joke about such a matter.

When Peter and the others heard it, they looked rather indifferent. Genevieve even saw the two men behind him sneering coldly.

Soon, they saw a few nurses pushing the gurney out of the operating room.

On the gurney, Armand’s head and shoulders were heavily wrapped up with bandages. His eyes were shut, and he looked terribly pale. In fact, he had lost the usual domineering presence of his.

At that moment, he was breathing with the help of a ventilator, and he looked exactly like how a deathly ill patient would appear. It was safe to say that death was looming over his head.

The nurses proceeded to push the gurney toward a ward. After that, the exhausted doctor said to Genevieve and the rest, “Judging by Mr. Faulkner’s state, we can’t lie and say that he’ll wake up. Hence, please plan ahead because he might need to be hospitalized for quite a while, at least until he can breathe without the help of a ventilator.”

know you guys have done your best.”

left, Peter turned toward the people behind him and said, “Two of you should stay in the ward

not necessary, Mr. Peter.” Genevieve smiled. “Since you guys have been here for a few hours already, you must be exhausted. You may leave. I can manage

Peter turned around and glared

However, Genevieve was unfazed.

Armand’s wife, and she’s being wary of us. If we don’t leave now, who knows what she’ll do to us

worried you guys might be tired,

a series of uniform and powerful footsteps approaching. The team of bodyguards Steven

got there, they all straightened their backs

can leave some of your men here if you want. If they get tired, these

before he turned

all the energy suddenly drained from Genevieve, and her limbs went

went to her. “Mrs.

that I’ve been standing for too long.” Genevieve rubbed her legs and arms. The moment she felt she had regained her strength, she went to find Armand in