My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 561 

She remembered Bruce living in the building in front of hers, but she forgot which level it was. Thus, she sent him a text to ask about it. 

When Bruce opened the door, she saw him dressed in an apron, which made him look rather charming. “You should join a cooking show, You’ll definitely get tons of views,” Gencvieve commented. 

“I’m not interested in variety shows.” Bruce smiled faintly and opened the door wider to let her 

1. in. 

It was her second visit to liis house. This time, she naturally took out the slippers from the cabinet and put them on before handing him the bottle of red wine. “I’m not going to cat for frec.” 

Pointing at the bottle of wine in the bag, she said, “It costs one hundred and eighty thousand. It should be worth exchanging for lunch, right?” 

Bruce could not resist chuckling. “That’s more than enough.” 

Genevieve followed him into the borderless kitchen and noticed the spread of ingredients on the kitchen counter. 

“I went to the supermarket to get some vegetables, and it took up too much time,” explained Bruce. At the same time, he took out a piece of cake from the refrigerator and gave it to her. It was from Unique. “Here, you can have some dessert first.” 

“I bought a cake from the same shop this morning, too.” Genevieve placed the box on the kitchen counter and opened it. “Huh?” 

It was the two-layered chocolate cake. 

head, she said to Bruce, “This shop’s two-layered chocolate cake is amazing. I wanted to buy it today, but the staff said it’s only made by their

way back from the supermarket,” Bruce said, his eyes twinkling.

to buy the dessert made personally by their

cake to the living room and

would usually take her a long time tossing in bed before she finally fell asleep. However, the couch emanated a faint woody fragrance, which smelled just

Bruce. 

person to fall

too comfortable that Genevieve fell asleep

was done cooking, he called out to

response. Thus, he went to the living

placed a blanket over

a light kiss

her eyes, Bruce’s face, which was close to hers,

her

gentle gaze, and his

sat up on the couch and turned her head away to avoid meeting his gaze. “Is

away the strands of hair that were stuck to the

and walked away as if nothing happened.

on the couch, wanting to get up to have lunch. Suddenly, she felt a warm and moist feeling

my goodness. I‘m only here to eat. I

room, noticed Genevieve still had not gone over. He asked in puzzlement, “What’s wrong? Are your legs numb from

the couch. It was made of fabric instead