My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 212 You Are A Douchebag

“No! He can’t be dead! You have to save him!” Genevieve cried out, shaking the doctor’s hand on her knees. “He’s only in his twenties. He can’t die. Please, I’m begging you…”

“I’m sorry. There’s nothing I can do.” The doctor pushed Genevieve’s hands away.

Genevieve looked at the man on the gurney and continued crying, unable to even see anything through her tears.

She looked at Steven. “Steven, please save Patrick. You can save him, right?”

Steven didn’t answer. He held back the pain in his heart as he reached out to pull the white cloth over his younger brother’s body.

Genevieve collapsed into a pile on the floor and sobbed her heart out.

She didn’t allow any of them to even suggest cremating Patrick here. In a daze, she followed Steven back to Jadeborough—Patrick’s hometown.

Still, she couldn’t muster up the courage to step into the funeral home. She stood outside and watched as Steven and a worker pushed Patrick in.

She had no more tears left to cry.

her to see the ocean one day, and he was the man who had

such a man who loves me

behind her and a voice that haunted her in her

you

help of a housekeeper. Her pregnant belly was a spiteful sight to Genevieve as she took in Marilyn’s falsely caring expression

so I just had to come to take

had sounded over the phone as she forced Patrick to choke down the pill and her evil laughter as

to kill you! I’ll f*cking kill you!” she screeched as she ran

was a strange glint in Marilyn’s

police, who were now on their way. If Genevieve attacked a

make sure that she would never get out as

jumped in shock and hurriedly stood in

a large hand reached out and

as she tried to struggle out of his grasp. “I’m going to f*cking kill her!

looked at her fit of madness. “Wake up, Genevieve. She’s pregnant. You can’t do

I want her

smack Armand across the face. However, as she blinked, his face swam more clearly into view and her