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

at that. “Tsk! All you men 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

talking about? You

was rendered

were footsteps coming from outside,

his shoulders drooping. Timothy was dumbfounded by his smooth act and went to

in a strange manner and asked, “Why do you have to lock the door when

me to lock the

heard his reply. He quickly corrected himself, “I mean, I’m used to locking my doors at home! Don’t look at me like this. Must I declare my sexuality by sticking

bedroom and checked on Armand’s legs. She saw that

Timothy. “Do we need to send him to

“Once the wounds have scabbed, there’s no need to apply the ointment

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

to accept her invitation when he felt