My Husband Is A Gary Stu

I Would Not Say That Timothy rushed to the bedroom, only to see Johanna sitting and crying on the bed. “What’s wrong, Darling?” When Johanna saw him, she wiped her nose and reached out to hold him. “I thought you didn’t want me anymore…” It turned out that she had woken up in a dark and quiet room, and it was too depressing for her. “I ordered something, and the delivery man has just sent it here.” With that, Timothy put a pair of cotton sandals on her feet before carrying her to the dining room. He then opened up the box of pasta and fed her. “Eat some pasta. After that, you can have a few mouthfuls of the ice cream that I ordered. All right?” Johanna mumbled in agreement and ate the pasta.

 

She could only finish half of the pasta, so Timothy polished off the rest. After letting her watch some TV, he then took her for a bath. When it was time to sleep, Timothy fed her two mouthfuls of the vanilla ice cream. Johanna licked her lips and wanted more. Seeing Timothy leave with the tub of ice cream, she grabbed his arm and begged, “Can I have another two mouthfuls? Please…” “No. Ice cream is too cold. This is just to satisfy your craving, that’s all.” Timothy pulled her hand off heartlessly. Johanna was so angry that she ignored him. Even when she was sleeping, she turned her back on him. “Please don’t be angry with me, Darling.” Timothy hugged her from the back. “It’s not good for the baby if you start to take food that is not good for your health. Tomorrow, I’ll let you try two mouthfuls of the other flavors. Okay?” Johanna responded with a snort and ignored him. Timothy was deep asleep when he heard Johanna’s sobs.

 

He woke up in shock and saw that her pillow was soaked with her tears. “What’s wrong?” Timothy held her in his arms. “Darling, I’m here.” Johanna, who was still asleep, seemed to hear him and stopped crying. In her daze, she called out, “Timothy…” “I’m here.” “Timothy…” She grabbed his pajamas and sounded as if she was on the verge of crying again. Timothy hugged her tightly and said, “Darling, I’m here.” The next morning when Timothy woke up, he stuffed a pillow into Johanna’s arms. After washing up, he drove out to pick up some of her favorite breakfast items. By the time he got back, Johanna had woken up too. Although she was in a daze, she looked much better than the day before. At the sight of Timothy, she got up from the bed and extended her hands toward him. Timothy immediately went over to give her a hug and a kiss. He put on the nightgown robe for her before carrying her to the bathroom. “I seemed to have been crying for the entire night. Did I bother you?” Her voice still sounded a little hoarse from her crying. “Nope.” Timothy put her down in front of the washbasin and squeezed the toothpaste on her toothbrush before shoving it into her mouth.

 

“Last night, you were hugging me tightly and telling me how much you love me.” Johanna glared at him and retorted, “I wouldn’t say something like that!” “Darling, it’s fine. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” said Timothy as he kissed her on her cheek. Johanna slapped him away and continued to brush her teeth. When she was washing her face, she realized that her eyes were not swollen or red even though she had been crying for the entire day before. They should be very swollen today. Timothy hugged her from behind and grinned. “See? Your eyes aren’t even red or swollen at all. I guess you must have cried in your sleep. Darling, do you want to tell me you love me a few more times?” Johanna turned around, put her arms around him, stepped on his feet, and kissed him passionately. After the kiss, she leaned in and exclaimed endearingly, “Hubby, I love you. I love you very much! I want to eat pickled cucumbers. Please?” Lost in her sweet nothings, Timothy could only reply, “Okay.” “Hubby, I love you. I want to have one whole tub of ice cream today. Please?” “Sure.” “Thank you, Hubby.” Johanna kissed him again with a wicked grin on her face. “You’re the best, Hubby!” “Yes… What?” Timothy finally returned to his senses. By the time he realized what he had promised Johanna, it was too late for regrets. Since he could not withstand her feminine tactics, he had no choice but to go out and buy pickled cucumbers for her.