My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 309 Cunning Men

“Holy cr*p!” Timothy was stunned for a moment and had goosebumps. “Don’t you think you’re too vicious? If I were Marilyn and I found out that you guys are responsible for this, I’d probably die of anger on the spot. I mean, that’s your ex-girlfriend. How can you bear to do such a thing?”

“Can you not talk about this?” Armand responded grimly, “If you feel sorry for her, why don’t you marry her?”

“No thanks. I don’t have the good fortune to marry someone like her,” said Timothy as he waved his hand and changed the topic immediately. “Anyway, the parcel that had been couriered to Central Group last time was most likely Xavier’s doing. Now that Marilyn has lost her child, he will definitely blame it on Genevieve. As for Faulkner Group, Peter and Samantha have already made peace.”

He took a look at Armand and shook his head. “Your wife is stuck in a difficult situation right now. Yet, you’re still sitting in the wheelchair and pretending to be pathetic?”

“What do you mean by that? My legs haven’t recovered yet.” Armand corrected him and continued to rub the ointment on his legs.

“Everything has calmed down in Faulkner Group. But there are still people waiting for Samantha abroad. I think she’s going to have a tough time for quite a while.”

When Timothy heard that, realization dawned on him. “So that’s why you sent Steven overseas. it’s to get him to set a trap in advance. What about Xavier then?”

plans. There will be no need for me

are so cunning and insidious! It’s a miracle that my heart remained pure even though I have been hanging out with you guys for so

talking

rendered speechless

were footsteps coming from

down on the wheelchair with his

and asked, “Why do you have to lock the door when you’re only applying the ointment

asked me to

He quickly corrected himself, “I mean, I’m used to locking my

bedroom and checked on Armand’s legs. She saw that there was ointment on the

asked Timothy. “Do we need

are no blisters, so I don’t think so,” said Timothy as he handed her some medications. “Once the wounds have scabbed, there’s no need to apply the ointment anymore.

table and walked him out of the bedroom. “I’ve ordered dinner. Do you

accept her invitation when he felt an icy stare