My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 793

Leaning in, Jack looked at Genevieve and murmured, “You're right, Genev. I have been driven mad by my urge to possess you and to imprison you in this room for eternity. With you by my side, I'll never feel lonely again.”

“You're f*cking delirious!” Genevieve exploded.

While Jack wasn't looking, she used the opportunity to make a mad dash for the door. Unfortunately, it just wouldn't budge when she tried opening it.

Jack, who was sitting by the table with his legs crossed, cracked a faint smirk. “Genev, come over and have some food.

Otherwise, you might not even have the energy to escape tomorrow.”

Grabbing the plates, Genevieve flung them at him. “Get lost!”

Nonetheless, Jack wasn't angry at all despite having the warm tomato soup drench his shirt, leaving a sticky and disgusting sensation on his skin. “Since you've spilled your food, you'll have to go hungry till tomorrow morning.”

"Get out!” she roared.

bodyguards to open the door. As for Genevieve, she slumped into a chair,

that he wouldn't make good on

together with Armand and the children. Amanda would be wearing an innocent smile, while Armand would gaze at

she couldn't wait

flu by soaking herself in cold water, hoping to escape when the housekeeper called for the doctor. On a different occasion, she hit her head while bathing and banked on them to send her to the

instructed the bodyguard to install a surveillance camera at the door so that she could be

the passage of time, Genevieve felt her energy being

her actions. However, being locked up caused those feelings to be replaced

in her rattan chair, she stared blankly

close to the brink of mental collapse. In fact, thoughts of smashing a glass to cut her wrist would creep into

is

that moment, the bodyguard let the housekeeper

housekeeper advised, “Ms. Rachford, have some food. Otherwise, your stomach would suffer

every day, she would either eat a little or none at all. Jack, after learning of the fact, would pry

would puke it all out, and as a