My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 712

After he had chatted awhile with Jimmy, Timothy handed the phone back to Charlotte.

Inadvertently, he spotted Johanna chatting with Genevieve about something that got her so tickled that she laughed until her shoulders shook. She looked so cheerful that it was as though she did not care that he was seeing someone new.

Timothy suddenly felt miffed, angry even, so much so that it got him gnashing his teeth.

Charlotte was a little baffled by the way Timothy kept looking over toward Genevieve's table. “What are you staring at them for? You didn't even want to go over to them when I asked you to a moment ago.”

“Wait. Don't tell me...” What she thought had her glaring at Timothy in astonishment.

“No,” Timothy batted down whatever presupposition she might have had.

When the waiter served up the whiskey, he lifted the glass and took a sip from it. Swallowing it down, he used that astringency to dull some of the feelings of frustration that he felt inside.

Regarding Johanna's bright and beautiful smile, Timothy said, dourly, “Johanna's my ex-wife.”

was stunned. “The two of you

another mouthful of whiskey, Timothy's tone was lackadaisical. “We were, for four years until our divorce. My daughter had just

to grab her

rip, “Why didn't you tell me that you were married with kids before? To think that you're still masquerading as the perfect son-in-law in front of

was the callous kind with a penchant for changing several boyfriends on a whim in the same month sometimes, she still had her

no way she was going to allow

who claimed to be unattached wooed her. It was only when his wife came calling that she found

handiwork were still being circulated within the industry. Hence, no

woman, Timothy added blandly, “My ex-wife wouldn't so much as bat an eyelid even if I were to kiss you right here,

black as soot. She picked up her bag

your father's dream son-in-law will be gone. Where will you find the money to support all

Timothy Jensen!” Bringing out the swear words caused Charlotte's pretty face to look

back down,” said

briefly, Charlotte plonked herself back onto her seat. “A wicked scoundrel like you doesn't deserve

to Mr. Benson just now, so I think I