My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 186

Chapter 186 Tell Me A Fairy Tale

Genevieve was so busy after arriving at work that she even forgot Armand had told her he was going on a business trip to Baykeep when he went out.

It was not until she returned home that evening and waited but did not see him did she recall his words.

At night, she lay on the bed after her bath and suddenly felt that the bedroom was empty without him by her side. In fact, she even felt a little bored.

She sat the cat plushie up straight, took a picture of it, and then sent it to Armand.

About five minutes later, he replied: What’s the matter?

Genevieve: I wish I could be this cat. I’d be a plushie without a mind or feelings. This way, I won’t miss you.

Armand: I will return this Wednesday.

She sent him a sticker of an aggrieved expression with a text that read: But it’s only Monday now. Wednesday is too far away.

Following that, she wrote: Sir, tell me a fairy tale to sleep. Don’t add whatever you want into that story. Your Little Red Riding Hood story caused me to have nightmares for days.

saw that his writing status remained “Typing…”

Armand sent a very lengthy

eagerly and

was a king who had the prettiest

phone by the pillow. While hugging the cat plushie, she quietly

The fairy tale I heard that afternoon was

Patrick had the two computers on his desk

not slack off since arriving in Uron, etching the thing Genevieve had asked him

the past few days, he had been searching for Samantha’s relationship network, starting his investigation with those close to her.

folder on a computer

that folder was double

discovered that folder, he tried every means he knew to crack

controlled the cursor

scrolled down the text document, and his pupils constricted

that moment, a blonde man approached

information you requested.” The man put a folder on the table and said in Ustranasion, “Is this pregnant woman your friend? Her blood type is too rare. If they aren’t careful,

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