My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 633 

Genevieve was grief-stricken after returning from the hospital in the afternoon, and she locked herself in her bedroom. 

When she was at the hospital in the morning, the coroner had told her that most of the blood on the floor belonged to Janc, and only a little was Xavier’s. 

The blood on the knife that had fallen into the crack was all Jane’s blood, and Xavier’s fingerprints were found on the handle of the knife. 

Hence, the police hypothesized that Xavier had fled again after killing Jane. 

It seemed like Xavier was extremely cautious, for he had avoided the surveillance cameras on his escape route. That was why the police still could not track him down until then. 

Genevieve could still remember how Jane and she were blushing furiously when the two watched the show at Charlotte’s party on Christmas Eve. 

It had only been two days since then, but Jane was already gone. 

Along while later, she heard the sound of a key unlocking the door. Then, the towering man pushed open the door and entered. 

Bruce saw Genevieve sitting against the wall, seemingly desolated. He then walked over to her and sat down beside her. He pulled her into his arms and remained silent. 

Genevieve listened to his steady heartbeat. 

reached out to hug

could operate on her and make her live a normal person’s

day would

a month.”

who lived their lives to the best of their

as he reached out to wipe

a little better, he softly asked. “Are you hungry? Do you want me to make you

Genevieve realized she was indeed a

putting her down on the couch. He washed some fruits to let her snack on them first and then put on an apron to prepare a meal in the kitchen.

were actually in her

nothing to do here, so I told

Genevieve gloomily wondered, Isn‘t Rosa the housekeeper I hired? Why is Bruce giving her instructions without hesitation?

some secret sauce on the sausage and peppers, and the food was still warm when she ate it. In fact,

she wistfully commented, “It’s such a waste for

you won’t be able to see me for a month or two. Moreover, other people will be the ones trying out the food I

the thought. “All’s good as long as you make food for me every

gave her a small smile at that.

her dinner, Bruce cleaned up the stove and made a cup of chamomile tea before

and covered the two of them with a blanket.

biting them. She flirted with him to

me. I have

his hand to her face. “If I don’t find something to preoccupy myself, I’ll think about Jane, and I won’t be