My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 671

Why did you act So irrationally this time? Your children had already lost their father. Do you want them to lose their mother, too?” Johanna’s lecture made Genevieve feel guilty. “Xavier called my brother to lure him to our location so he could kill both of us at the same time. I calculated the distance between the Scanned with CamScanner car and the tree, and I was also pretty confident I got the speed right, so I thought it would be fine…” She didn’t expect the reason Xavier was able to hide for that long was that Lillian’s people were helping him. They had always been keeping track of Xavier’s every move. Thus, they tried to run over her and kill her once they realized she wasn’t dead yet Johanna s eyes were red from anger. “You thought? What if something Worse happened to you: Mr. Sutton is very smart. Can’t you just wait for him to come to you? I feel sorry for my daughter. She almost lost her mother-in-law so soon after she was born…” “Fine, fine, I was wrong. I’ll reflect on my mistakes,” Genevieve assured Scanned with CamScanner before changing the topic. “Did I ‘bleed a lot?” Johanna said in an exaggerated tone, “Oh, yeah. You lost so much blood that you almost went into shock! Thankfully, Mr. Sutton came prepared.” Genevieve was puzzled. “Where did my brother get the blood?” *Did you forget Johanna reminded, *Marilyn has the same blood type as you. I heard from Timothy that she was well taken care of when she was in jail before. The doctor would periodically draw her blood and store it in General Hospital’s blood bank. Usually, blood can only be kept for a few months. However, her blood was kept inside a special container that could preserve it for years. I heard that thing cost nearly fifty million.” She paused for a while before adding, Scanned with CamScanner Vthink Mr. Faulkner loves you a lot, Genev, much like how you love him. He just didn’t say anything about it.” Armand would make

breakfast. “I knew you would come to visit Genevieve after you borrowed a wheelchair from the nurse. * Why can’t I come?” Johanna pouted. She took the bowl of aglio olio pasta, blew it for a few seconds, and fed it to Genevieve. “Let me feed you, Genev. It pains me to see you like this.” Timothy commented, “Do you think you’re better off than her? You’re still in a wheelchair, you know?” “Get out of here!” Johanna raised her fist and punched his waist. “Get to work! We don’t need you here.” “You two would’ve