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.

ordering the bodyguards to open the door.

Genevieve was under no illusion that he wouldn't make good on his

her sleep, she dreamt of going to the beach together with Armand and the children. Amanda would be wearing an innocent smile, while Armand would gaze at her with a gentle

she couldn't wait

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

bodyguard to install a surveillance camera at the door

time, Genevieve felt

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

in her rattan chair, she

fact, thoughts of smashing a glass to cut her wrist would creep into

Mando is worried sick. If I die, I won't

bodyguard let

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

eat a little or none at all. Jack, after learning of the fact,

she ate, she would puke it all out,