My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 195 Gone That Far

After gulping down half a bottle of mineral water, Patrick shot Genevieve a meaningful look. Complicated emotions darkened his eyes.

“Genev, why did you marry Armand?”

His question stunned her for a moment.

She soon lowered her head and typed the complete story on her phone: Armand said he would help me retrieve Specter Corporation from Cooper in six months. In return, I had to deal with Grandma by marrying him.

“As expected…” A smile tugged at his lips as he chuckled. He asked again, “Do you know why Timothy collected your blood? Did he ever tell you the reason?”

Nodding, Genevieve typed: He said he had a patient with the same blood type as me. That patient was severely sick, so Timothy stored some of my blood in case of excessive blood loss during the surgery.

“Genev…” Patrick felt a lump in his throat. He did not know how he should tell her about the cruel truth. “You’ve been deceived.”

What?

At that, she lifted her head and looked at him in a daze. It seemed like she did not quite understand what he meant.

Taking a deep breath, he looked her in the eye. Even though he could not bring herself to tell her the truth, he had to do it. “Old Mrs. Faulkner wasn’t the reason that Armand married you. It’s because Marilyn has the Phnull blood type too. Armand’s afraid that something might happen to her when she gives birth, so he decided to keep you by his side…”

Genevieve had a feeling in the past that Harriet was not the factor that caused Armand to marry her. She knew he would not do so

started to have feelings

had explained everything to her when she asked him all the questions. Hence,

anything. Her mind went blank, and she felt that someone had just slashed her heart with a

Armand and I were never in a collaborative relationship. To him, I’m merely a tool he can use. What a joke!

thought of how considerate and tolerant he was toward her during the time they were in Springwyn and how he showered her with

Biting her lip, she tasted a

can’t believe that man’s willing to go that far for

found Timothy’s gaze strange when I visited the hospital a few days ago. He even mentioned that he would request some money from his

is so

emotions. As she blinked, her tears dropped on her phone, blurring the letters

lines she wrote on the notepad read: If Armand wants my blood, he could’ve just told me directly. There’s no need to make everything so

in love with him and become besotted with him. Is he doing all those because he wants

cry, okay?” Patrick fumbled for words and used his thumbs to wipe away the tears

amiss a long time ago, but I

tried her best to suppress her feelings. However, waves of emotions continued to wash over

were watery, and tears trickled