My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 1065

“Miss,” the old friar called out.

Genevieve turned around to face the benevolent-looking old friar. “I didn't bring any cash, and I couldn't find a place to withdraw some when I looked around,” she said hesitantly.

She wanted to give some donation money, but she had to swipe Armand's card or scan a code for payment as there was no cash in her wallet.

The old friar smiled gently as his gaze fell on her wrist. “I recognize this string of rosary beads.”

It was a gift from Armand to cover the scar on Genevieve's wrist. Since he did not allow her to take it off, she even wore it in the shower.

He had told her that he made the bracelet of rosary beads himself.

However, after hearing what the old friar said, Genevieve felt that Armand was somewhat dishonest. “My boyfriend gave me this string of rosary beads. Did he buy it at your church?”

but when I came back as it was getting dark in the evening, he was still there. He didn't move from that spot for several hours. I noticed that his fingers were covered in blisters from carving the symbols. He said that he had never believed in religion since childhood, but he hoped that his lover would have a lifetime of peace.” The old friar's gaze fell on her wrist again. “I blessed

friar wanted donation money from her or that Armand had bought the rosary beads from

spend the entire day that day kneeling before the church altar and carving religious symbols

reason, she was overwhelmed with emotion,

wealthy family with her parents who loved her and Cooper doting on her. Never had she suffered, nor had she ever imagined meeting a man

said to Genevieve, “Even if there may be misunderstandings between you, you two truly love one another. You're an essential part of each

and she could not help but remark, “I

friar was like an otherworldly,

and understand feelings.” The old friar smiled gently. “You two are the rare kind who love each other so deeply. It was also the first time I'd

had something to do, so he left

beads on her wrist. She could picture Armand kneeling before the church altar and praying sincerely

from the time we met until we got together. But

her back, and bowed her head, praying sincerely with her hands clasped in front

she left the church, she asked a passing young friar for directions and followed him to a side chapel,