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. 

and emotional, she reached out to hug

A while ago, Dr. Sitler said that he could operate on her and make her live a normal person’s life. I was planning to accompany her to the hospital on the twenty-eighth and stay there until she comes

would never

a month.” Genevieve said hoarsely, tears welling up in her cyes. “Why is

their lives to the best of their abilities were cruelly whisked to the afterlife

to her as he reached out to wipe away her tears once

to be feeling a little better,

that, Genevieve realized she was

fruits to let her snack on them first and then put

they were actually in her house, so she asked, “Where’s

to do here, so I told her to go on a

the housekeeper I hired? Why is Bruce giving her instructions without hesitation? It‘s almost as if he‘s the owner

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 her stomach.

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

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

gave her a small smile

stove and made a cup of chamomile tea before walking

beside Genevieve and covered

with him to the point Bruce’s breathing

I

said as she brought his hand to her face. “If I don’t find something to preoccupy myself, I’ll think about Jane, and