My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 1179

Stefan clenched his teeth in fury as he recounted the night. His eyes were bloodshot from the rage he was feeling.

As for Sally, disbelief was written all over her face.

She had always believed that Marcus had sacrificed himself to save Gerald, so Gerald had brought Stefan home to raise him. She thought the reason Gerald was always nice to Stefan and never had the heart to hit him was because of the guilt he felt.

As it turned out, she was partially correct. Gerald did feel guilty, but the guilt stemmed from directly causing the death of his friend.

Stefan took a few deep breaths to calm himself down before continuing, “During that time, I felt as though I was living in a daze. I loathed Gerald. I wanted to kill him, but he had raised me. Besides, my real father is dead. What good would revenge do? So I pretended. I pretended not to know the truth and forgave him. Yet, he had the audacity to go back on his word.”

He looked at Sally. Hatred filled his eyes as he bared his teeth. “I told him that I like you and that I don't want you to marry Ethan. He said okay, yet after a while, he went to find Ethan. He even told me that you could only ever be my sister. Once you've married Ethan, it would be easier for me to get promoted once I join the army. It was only then I found out that Ethan had decided to return from the frontlines and take over Robert's position so that he could marry you.”

Her pitch-black eyes stared frostily into Stefan's. “So

was Gerald's fault for going back on his word! It was Ethan's fault for coming back and

give you to me as compensation! How dare he try to take you away

truth, Sally had come up with countless theories about Ethan's death. Never would she have imagined the killer of her one true love would be the brother she had raised

the bullet casing, but he had chosen not to

leaned closer and wiped away her tears with his fingers. “Sally, you're

by my side. You must not go back on

tried her best to turn her face away, but try as she

lost,” Sally hissed through her teeth. “Run as far as you can. Otherwise, once I can

cool lips as his expression darkened. “You're mine,”

that, he leaned down and kissed

Sally to talk, so her closed lips were easily parted with minimal effort from

was like a dead fish on a chopping board,

insane. He wanted to move, but he,