My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 1005

Genevieve had thought Cassandra had her quirks, but she had never imagined the latter would resort to such dirty tactics. “Cassandra was the one who sent over our department's medical reports in the morning. They weren't in sealed envelopes, so she must've read mine before entering the office and learned I have a coagulation disorder. That's why she hatched such a plan. That b*tch! She's much more capable than me, and many are way more capable than her. Why doesn't she just be emo about it instead of taking it out on me? Is it a crime to be beautiful?”

My, my. She's quite vain indeed.

Suppressing a smile, he asked, “What does 'emo' mean?”

“It's a popular internet slang word for crying and being upset,” Genevieve explained, having just recently discovered the word on Twitter.

After eating to her heart's content, she drank the probiotics Armand handed her to help with digestion.

“I want to return to work tomorrow morning,” she said.

Noticing that she still looked pale, Armand could not help feeling worried. “Why don't you stay here for one more day? I'll deal with Cassandra tomorrow.”

waved her hand dismissively. “She's picking on me, so how can I ask a guy to take care of it? I'll go to work tomorrow and make sure that b*tch never dares

determined she was, Armand had no choice but

to the bathroom to wash up and change into pajamas.

putting her down, he squeezed out some toothpaste on her toothbrush, then hung her towel on a hook within her

she would slip on the bathroom tiles, he

stunned

gazed at him with a dubious look. “Are you sure your ex-wife was really merely a substitute? From the looks of it, you seem to

expression turned cold as she continued, “Did you...

I've had the wool pulled over my

by the look on her face, I'll land myself in big trouble if I answer “yes.” Besides,

finally answered nonchalantly, “Nope. I'm no caring soul, but seeing that you're injured, I

the end, Genevieve still believed him and waved for

When she walked out of the bathroom, she saw Armand placing several bottles on

and glanced at her, then went and carried her to

a small one. “I brought a rose-scented mask for you. Do you want to put it on

Genevieve replied, lying on the