My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 207 Burn Those Letters Off“I’m sure you know better than me how Grandma died, Marilyn,” Genevieve said with a sneer. “I had just stepped into the study when you showed up the next second. Isn’t that too much of a coincidence?”Marilyn gritted her teeth, her face darkening with every second.There are too many people around, and I’m only talking to Genevieve through this video call. The more she runs her mouth, the more likely others might hear something disadvantageous to me.In the end, Marilyn decided not to waste her time arguing with Genevieve. She ordered coldly, “Strip our dear Ms. Rachford naked and take her photos!”“Marilyn, are you only capable of such disgusting tactics?” Genevieve yelled. When she felt a few pairs of hands groping her, she struggled violently and continued her tirade. “It’s Armand’s grandmother who died, and since I’m still his wife, he should be the one dealing with me! Who do you think you are?”After a pause, she scoffed, “Do you really still see yourself as Armand’s ex-girlfriend? You’re carrying his brother’s child, for goodness’ sake! Spare a thought for the kid, Marilyn! You don’t want the child to have your kind of distorted views, do you?”The men around Genevieve drew back in shock when they heard she was Armand’s wife. In fact, they were now a little fearful about laying a finger on her.After all, it was Marilyn who had hired them to carry out the deed, and they knew Armand wasn’t involved in any way. If Genevieve really was his wife, wouldn’t the consequences be dire if he found out they had hurt her?They’d be dead meat, no doubt about it.Marilyn almost lost her cool at Genevieve’s quick retort. She had to take two deep breaths to calm herself down.When she realized that none of the men had done as she instructed, she frowned. “Didn’t I tell you guys to strip her naked? Are you deaf? Get it done! I’ll bear full responsibility for any problems!”Seeing how determined Marilyn was, the men overcame their hesitation and started tearing away Genevieve’s clothes.Since Genevieve had only painted her face, arms, and neck for disguise purposes, her fair skin was immediately exposed when her shirt got ripped off.Almost instantly, the men’s eyes widened at the alluring sight, and their breaths hitched in their throats.“F*ck you! Let me go!” Genevieve screamed as she continued to thrash around.However, with both her shoulders pressed down, there was nothing much she could do. Just like that, her almost naked upper body was in full view of everyone around her.Needless to say, Marilyn was over the moon to see Genevieve getting humiliated.She was about to instruct one of the men to take a video when she suddenly noticed a black patch on Genevieve’s left waist. Huh? Is that a tattoo?Curious, Marilyn quickly ordered the man holding the phone to move forward for a closer look.As soon as the phone was near Genevieve’s waist, Marilyn finally saw that the black patch was a tattoo of a flying black dragon, with its head tattooed just below the heart.On top of that, there were three letters on the dragon’s body.Unfortunately, Marilyn instantly understood what the initials symbolized. Her face twisted into a grimace, and she lost all control right there and then.“Get rid of her tattoo! And get rid of those letters too!” Marilyn shouted hysterically, unable to stop the wave of jealousy washing over her. “Hurry up and get it done! Don’t you guys want your money?”The man with the phone hesitated. “But this is a tattoo… How are we supposed to get it off without any tools?”“Think of a way, then! Are you guys dumb?” Marilyn snapped. Every time she got a glimpse of Genevieve’s tattoo, she could feel pain radiating throughout her body, to the point where her stomach began to spasm too.After rubbing her stomach to ease the pain and taking a few breaths, she spat, “Use a cigarette! I want you to burn those letters off!”One of the men jumped into action and retrieved a lighter and a packet of cigarettes from the car. He wasted no time in lighting one up and began to take a few puffs.Genevieve, however, smirked when she saw how riled up Marilyn was. “Marilyn, you poor thing. It’s sad enough that you didn’t get to marry your beloved Armand…”