My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 884

“Not yet. As Asel cried for Ms. Joule last night, she had to coax the child to sleep.” As the housekeeper spoke, she handed a food jar to Timothy. “Ms. Joule warned us not to grant you entry, and we too do not dare let you in on our own. Here's some breakfast.”

“All right. Thank you.” Timothy took it from her.

After her breakfast delivery, the housekeeper saw Johanna with Asel in her arms upon entering the house. She called out in greeting before turning to head for the kitchen.

Johanna handed Asel to the nanny and sat at the dining table.

The housekeeper served Johanna some oatmeal and shot a furtive glance at her before bursting out, “We saw Mr. Jensen's car outside on the surveillance cameras this morning, Ms. Joule. It looks as if he arrived last night but didn't ring the doorbell and had slept in the car. I'd just sent him some breakfast.”

The housekeeper could tell that Johanna did not hate Timothy. She just did not wish to see him, so she took the initiative to send Timothy some breakfast.

expression did not change upon hearing

more spoonfuls of oatmeal, she said to the housekeeper in a level voice, “I have matters to attend to which necessitates me to

and headed

leaned against the car and had a cigarette while

around casually after another drag, he saw Hector's car arriving slowly and stopping in front of the

his cigarette butt and stamped

stunned when he saw Timothy upon descending the vehicle before calling out in greeting. “Good morning, Mr. Jensen. Does Jojo still not want

was pushing a twenty-four-inch suitcase out the front door

short sleeve top. Her fair skin sparkled under the sun with exquisite femininity. The

he saw the suitcase in

a hoarse voice as

He was about to intercept it, but Timothy gripped his wrist with menacing pressure

to seduce me. My drink in the bar had been spiked that night, and I did not sleep with

I shouldn't have remained stubborn despite making a mistake and throwing my temper