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

operate on her and make her live a normal person’s life. I was planning to accompany her to the hospital on

day would never

by half a month.” Genevieve said hoarsely, tears welling up in her cyes.

punished went unpunished, but those who lived their lives to

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

a

realized she was

before putting her down on the couch. He washed some fruits to let her snack on them first and then put on an apron

realized that they were actually in her house, so she asked, “Where’s Rosa?”

had nothing to do here, so I told her to go on

Why is Bruce giving her instructions without hesitation? It‘s almost as

peppers, as well as a plate of cabbage rolls. He had poured some secret sauce on the

a waste for you not to join a

I join a cooking show, you

it then.” Genevieve immediately dismissed the thought. “All’s good as long as

gave her a small smile at

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

and covered

She flirted with him to the point Bruce’s

with me. I have little self-control.”

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