My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 970

Armand got out of the car and hurried into the house.

In the bedroom, he saw Genevieve sitting on the carpet in a daze as the housekeeper knelt beside her, urgently dressing the wound on her wrist.

Armand froze when he spotted the blood splattered on the carpet. “What happened?”

“I came in to see if Mrs. Faulkner was awake but saw her digging at the wound on her wrist. She exerted more force when I tried to stop her.” Genevieve slit her wrist a while ago, and the wound was slowly scabbing. Seemingly oblivious to the pain, she dug at her injury until it started bleeding again.

The housekeeper paled in fright when she saw the bloody scene in the bedroom.

Genevieve suffered from coagulation disorder, so her wound couldn't heal as quickly as normal people. Armand helped her put on a jacket and brought her to the military hospital.

On the way to the hospital, Genevieve made herself comfortable in Armand's embrace and soon fell asleep.

Once she fell asleep, Jack appeared in her dreams. She'd either dream about stabbing his stomach that night or him lying on the operating table.

The blurry scenes replayed again and again in her mind until she almost went crazy. The guilt in her heart was at its peak.

sobbed and mumbled

was damp with tears. He brushed her tears away with

bedroom that night, Genevieve seemed to have been struck by a thought,

a daze in the morning. Sometimes, when playing with the kids in the living room, she would suddenly space out for a

was worse today as she

hospital, the medical staff came over and helped dress Genevieve's

and remained there as she slept soundly. After staring at her pale face for a long time, he

realize she was in a

was wearing a mask was beside her bed, flipping through

Genevieve was awake, the doctor came over and raised her bed. “Ms. Rachford, do you feel unwell?” she asked

seems to be something weighing on

her a glass of water. Genevieve took

felt much

sent you here,” the female doctor informed her, her tender voice soothing the restlessness in Genevieve's

then asked, “You look pale. Did

I have nightmares?” Genevieve

hours and even

of the ward, she stood outside and observed Genevieve through the glass panel