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…”

the factor that caused Armand to marry her. She knew he would not do so just because his grandmother forced him. However, she

started to have feelings for

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

personally, Genevieve felt her ears buzz and could no longer hear anything. Her mind went blank, and she

collaborative relationship. To him, I’m merely a tool he can use. What a joke! I’m such

thought of how considerate and tolerant he was toward her during the time

that they were all so mocking. Biting her lip,

to go that

as she typed: No wonder I 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 patient as compensation for me. It turns out that this

truth is

emotions. As she blinked, her tears dropped on her phone,

lines she wrote on the notepad read: If Armand wants my blood, he could’ve just told me directly. There’s

well and pampers me on purpose to make me fall in love with him and become besotted with him. Is he doing all those because he wants to see how badly I’ll fall later? If that’s what he

don’t cry, okay?” Patrick fumbled for words and used his thumbs to wipe away the

voice, “I knew something was amiss a long time ago, but I couldn’t find any evidence… It’s all my fault. If only I told you about

waves of emotions continued to wash over her,

eyes were watery, and tears trickled down