My Husband Is A Gary Stu

ry Stu

Chapter 1004

Fortunately, it only took a short while before Genevieve's wound stopped bleeding. Since she did not lose much blood, the three bags of blood remained unused. However, her face was as pale as a sheet, and Armand's heart ached when he saw her looking like that.

He brought her some warm water so that she could take her medicine, then took her to the ward.

Genevieve gazed down at her leg wrapped in thick bandages and said to him, “I've never really suffered any injuries while growing up. But I got kidnapped previously, and now my calf is wounded...”

After a brief pause, she continued in a confused tone, “Why can't I seem to catch a break?”

“You look pale and need to rest,” Armand replied, changing the subject. “Lie down and take a nap. I'll make you something delicious and bring it over tonight.”

Genevieve shook her head. “My leg hurts. I can't sleep. I wasn't looking at my phone while going down the stairs, nor did I miss a step. But the steps felt slippery as though there was something on it. That's why I tumbled down and crashed into the glass.”

Armand's gaze darkened, but his tone was gentle as he replied, “Don't worry. I'll get to the bottom of it.”

Genevieve was relieved when she learned she had been placed on leave. She stayed in the ward without fuss.

o'clock. After returning to the government building, he checked the stairs immediately but did not

he noticed drops of oil

those from the lower floors would also use the restroom upstairs. There was no way to track down who had spilled olive oil on the

of Public Information. There had been some strong gales some time ago, causing the glass in one

and find out what floor they were supposed to go to before moving it away. None of them had expected such an incident to

perpetrator was to come up with such

clear that the person wanted Genevieve

until everyone got off work, then turned off all the surveillance cameras inside the building and headed to the Department

he got to the fourth desk, he detected the faint smell

and glanced at the name of the person who sat at

on the hospital bed, engrossed in a variety show featuring female socialites getting

carrying a food jar, he asked, “Are you

in bed. “I've been starving

over. “How could you eat junk like that? I won't tolerate it if

of whether it was during their first meeting or just that morning, Armand had always been good-natured and

she mumbled, “I only took one