My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 306 You Shameless Man

“She is my niece. She came to Jadeborough for a holiday…” Dagna saw the young woman holding her cheek and guessed Genevieve had slapped her. Therefore, she explained quickly, “Mrs. Faulkner, this is my niece’s first time visiting Jadeborough. She is still immature and unfamiliar with this place. I planned to send her to the hotel after I finished the grocery shopping…”

“She is still immature?” Genevieve narrowed her eyes and said coldly, “From what I see, she is a cunning schemer who tried to make a move on my husband while you were out.”

Dagna was stunned by what Genevieve said and looked at the young woman. “Ally, you… Did you do that? You need to apologize to Mrs. Faulkner now-”

“There is no need for that,” Genevieve interrupted the Dagna. “You can go to your room and pack your things. You and your niece are to leave this house!”

Dagna’s mouth twitched as if wanting to plead with Genevieve.

However, she had worked for Genevieve for a long time and noticed that although Genevieve seemed generous, she had gradually become more like Armand. Thus, Genevieve had turned intimidating and decisive. She stood firm by her words.

her room quickly to

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and argued indignantly, “Why can’t I? What makes that woman deserve to be with him? I saw on Twitter that her parents died a long time ago. If not for Mr. Faulkner, how could she live such a good

feel any remorse?” Dagna slapped Ally’s left cheek furiously. “Do you know how long Mr. Faulkner was unconscious? Mrs. Faulkner has been managing the company since then. If she did not have

Mrs. Faulkner graduated from Dartan’s renowned Institute of Translation and Interpretation. Look at yourself. You have neither her beauty nor academic qualifications. Who are you to criticize her? If Mrs. Faulkner returned a little later, Mr. Faulkner would have broken your wrist!” Dagna

young woman suddenly felt a vague pain on her wrist and stammered, “But… But Mr. Faulkner did not push

Mr. Faulkner as a housekeeper for a long time, so of

If Mr. Faulkner

patch on Armand’s shirt and pushed him on his wheelchair into the bedroom. She took out a casual shirt and tossed it

word, Genevieve stood with her hands on her waist and said coldly, “She almost sat on your thighs. Even though you are

anger, Armand secretly