My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 808

Having run into Stefan when she entered, then being brought to the table where his sister was, Genevieve had no time to speak with the other guests.

Her gaze swept the tables on both sides of the aisle as she walked behind Stefan, and she quickly noticed the large, familiar frame seated at a table on the left side of the stage.

The table was packed with occupants—all men of uncommon status.

A middle-aged man, who had more white in his hair than black, sat on Armand's left. He was unsmiling to the point of appearing stern, and his lips moved while Armand listened with his head bowed.

Genevieve scrutinized him from head to toe.

Given that he can sit on the chair and raise his glass, nothing's wrong with him physically. By the looks of it, there should be nothing wrong with his brain, too. Since he seems alive and well, why did he disappear for such a long time?

Harry turned around and saw that Genevieve had stopped, though he did not know what she was looking at despite glancing around him. “What's wrong, Genevieve?”

and returned to her seat at Stefan's

meal, Genevieve glanced furtively toward the table on the left side

to notice that I'm

and walked toward Armand. She placed her arm on the back of his chair as she bent

did away with her frostiness when she arrived before Armand. Instead, she expressed herself vivaciously during

her hand and spoke sharply to the attendant, who then took the bottle of wine

over his shoulder when she bent down to speak to Armand. She even wiped the wine stains from the corner of his lips with her thumb. Armand did not display any displeasure. Instead, he allowed her to

clutched her glass at that sight, imagining it

for months, she had been thinking of him constantly and even searched for him. How dare this b*stard behave this

somebody familiar,” Genevieve said to Stefan after rearranging

up. “Sure.

wine. Sally's hand was still on the back of his chair as she spoke

as he looked