My Husband Is A Gary Stu

On the walls hung a few paintings. Most of them were of the same young lady. 

Only the one nearest to the living roomhach a couple in weeling anire within its frame 

Given that jack lud grown uploy luis mother’s side, de naturally recognized the young and beautiful woman. Nonetheless, he simply observed it with a smirk. 

Ammand then handed him a letter. 

When Jack received the letter and opened it to read, Armand put the old metal box on the display cabinct before calmly explaining, “Anong Grandpa’s children, my father was his favorite. As he wanted Father to take over his position, he forbade Father from being together with Ms. Valentine 

Despite his love for her, my father had no choice but to break up with her. Subsequently, he arranged for her to be attacked and faked her death in a car accident. He then sinuggled her overseas. hoping to reunite with her once the dust had settled. Unfortunately. Ms. Valentine disappeared on the way there…” 

When Armand first discovered the manor, he was surprised that his father would buy it as a gift for him. 

Later on, he learned that he wasn’t the intended recipient. Instead, it was Charice. 

When he first arrived, he found a letter written by his father in the study lipstairs. In that letter, his father had penned down everything that happened between him and Charice, along with the reason why they broke up. 

As the faded piece of paper wasn’t long, Jack finished reading it in no time. 

However, the helplessness, longing, and pain contained in the letter reminded Jack of his miserable days when he was young 

tore the letter to pieces and

Chapter 525 

I know

always stood by Ms. Valentine, but he

they could not escape. Even if they managed to get out of Xedells, they wouldn’t have successfully left Chanaca.

to threaten Father. Perhaps he

and he knew everything about Ayden’s

get in his way. For the sake of his business, any of

a single person who would not want to be

in such a powerful clan, their fates were not of their

commanding father sit in his study while weeping bitterly with his hands covering his

thirty-year-old adult male was crying like

him on his lap and told him gently, “Armand, I hope that one day you will meet a girl, love her sincerely, and be willing to give up everything for her. Love is not something that should be sacrificed

a child, what the older man said had not meant much to him, but now he understood that his father had wished the same thing would not

that, Jack sneered, “You are Cesar’s son. Of course you

Do you know what my childhood was like?” He walked up to Armand and said slowly, “Let me tell you. I had a drug addict and alcoholic for a father. When he was drunk, he would abuse my mother by grabbing her by the hair and smashing her against

without going to court, but my mother couldn’t since she was an illegal refugce in Dartan, without any ID

his eyes, and the scenes of his