My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 489 She Feels Very Sorry For Him Steven stood to the side with his hands behind his back, saying with his gaze lowered, “Not only did Mdm. Isabella knew about this long ago, but she also knew that her inability to bear children was caused by Old Mr. Faulkner. Only by doing so could he bring Mr. Faulkner back for her to raise. That’s why she hates them both so much and is indifferent to Mr. Faulkner, never celebrating his birthday…” He then added, “Back then, Mdm. Isabella had also instigated Mdm. Mavis to attack Mr. Faulkner. She also found someone to plant a bomb in Mr. Samuel’s car. As long as Mr. Faulkner sat in his car, he would also meet his end.” Steven originally thought that Isabella hated Cesar immensely because he did not save his adopted daughter.

However, after he investigated thoroughly and pried out a lot of things from the mouths of the housekeeper who had followed Isabella for years, he realized that things were beyond complicated. Long before Steven finished speaking, Genevieve was already crying. She could not imagine how much indifference the man she loved had experienced in his childhood. Not only did his beloved mother never treat him well, she even plotted to kill him. She truly felt miserable and very sorry for him. Steven looked at Genevieve, who was crying silently, and said after a long while, “Mr. Faulkner is truly exhausted.

Many men his age already have children who are in elementary school.” Genevieve wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and looked up at him, “Does he truly like Sylvie?” “What do you think?” Steven responded with another question. Of course, Genevieve had no idea. If she could read Armand’s mind, she would not feel so sad. Genevieve sat there for a long time before placing the photos and other documents back into the folder and returning it

ward and found Timothy leaning against the chair at the side, dozing with his arms folded. She patted him gently to wake him up and told him to go to the neighboring ward to rest. The man lying on the hospital bed had his eyes tightly closed. His face was bruised in many places, making him a ghastly sight. His left hand had

after. “No,” he said in a hoarse voice. Genevieve quickly called Timothy over. After giving Armand a thorough checkup, he told her, “Armand is doing fine. However, with the gunshot wound on his back, and the severe injury on his left arm, he needs to lie still and rest. In a few days, when his condition improves, I’ll transfer him to the General Hospital.” Genevieve was relieved upon hearing that. Noticing that Armand’s lips were a little dry and cracked, she dipped a cotton swab in warm water and dabbed his lips. She then placed a straw in a glass of water and brought it