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. 

emotional, she reached out

he could operate

that day would

talented woman, and she was younger than me by half a month.” Genevieve said hoarsely, tears welling up in her cyes.

those who lived their lives to the best of their abilities were cruelly whisked to

he reached out to wipe away her tears once in a while.

long time. When Bruce noticed that she seemned to be feeling a little better, he softly asked.

Genevieve realized she was indeed a little hungry.

fruits to let her snack on them first and then put

they were actually in her house, so she

so I told her to go on

Genevieve gloomily wondered, Isn‘t Rosa the housekeeper I hired? Why is Bruce giving her instructions without hesitation? It‘s almost as if he‘s the

a plate of cabbage rolls. He had poured some secret sauce on the sausage and peppers, and the food was still warm when she ate it. In fact, the warmth rolled down her throat into

the food, she wistfully commented, “It’s such a waste for you not to join a cooking

by her side, he pulled out a chair and sat on it. “If I join a cooking show, you won’t be able to see me for a

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

a small smile at

was done with her dinner, Bruce cleaned up the stove and

and covered the

with him to the point Bruce’s breathing turned uneven,

flirt with me. I have little self-control.”

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