My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 144 His Expression Was Colder Than Usual

Genevieve was startled.

She looked up. When she saw the hair of the man holding her wrist was a little messy, and his eyes looked abnormally wild, her heart couldn’t help but skip a beat.

“Sir, I think you got the wrong person.” Genevieve tried to shake her wrist from his grip and stepped back.

“Lily, Lily, I’m sorry. I know I was wrong. Can you go home with me now?” The man tightened his grip on her wrist again. He stared at her and pleaded, “Even if you don’t want me, are you going to leave our daughter all alone?”

Genevieve felt that the man was getting irrational. She didn’t dare to answer him, afraid she would enrage him.

However, her silence infuriated the man, and his expression changed in the end. “Why are you staying quiet? Are you waiting for that man to come? How long have you been together? Damn it! You are a b*tch!”

Hearing that, Genevieve tried to fish for her phone in her pocket. When she almost got her phone and was about to dial a number, the man pounced on her suddenly. He then strangled her with both of his hands.

In a split second, Genevieve sprained her ankle and fell to the ground heavily. Her back was terribly hurt, causing her to be in pain.

“You b*tch! I’m going to kill you! You betrayed me!” The man sat on top of her. His hands then gripped tightly around her neck.

of the man’s hand and scratched several

she

inhaled seemed to become thinner and thinner. The expression of the mad man in front of her became

shocked to see

pulled the man away. With a punch, he threw the man out, and

knelt down on one knee and quickly

breathing at all with bruises all over her neck,

staff of the shooting club

Genevieve was motionless. He bit the tip of his tongue, trying

the ambulance finally arrived, Patrick helped the nurses to carry Genevieve into

in time to resuscitate Genevieve when she ceased breathing. Although she resumed her

palms were numb and still quivering while the doctors were still checking on the bruises and

the next second, his phone buzzed in his

caller ID. A few seconds later, he pressed

“Where are you?”

Our plane was forced