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. 

she reached out to

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

would

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

be punished went unpunished, but those who lived their lives to the best of their abilities were cruelly

reached out to wipe away her

for a long time. When Bruce noticed that she seemned to be feeling a little better, he softly asked. “Are you hungry? Do you want

she was

to let her snack on them

actually in

do here, so I told her to go on

hired? Why is Bruce giving

rolls. He had poured some secret sauce on the sausage and peppers,

“It’s such a waste for you not to join a

on it. “If I join a cooking show, you won’t be able to see me for a month or two.

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

gave her a small smile at

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

beside Genevieve and covered the two of

before kissing and biting them. She flirted with him to the point Bruce’s breathing turned uneven, and Bruce

with me. I

something to preoccupy myself, I’ll think about Jane, and I