My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 698

Yuvan picked up the pot of collec and poured hitiself a cup, drawling. “I‘m interested, but Faith‘s father probably disdains an arust like me.”

“At the very least, give it a try. How would you know if you don‘t try?

–All right, that‘s enough.” Upon seeing that his two grandsons were squabbling relentlessly. Herbert interrupted them with a chuckle.

He then advised, “If you like her, Zayne, you can try dating her. Otherwise, forget about it However, don‘t humiliate her. Ultimately, not only is her father your lecturer, but he‘s also on good terms with your uncle.”

Grinning. Zayne exclaimed, “You’re the best, Grandpa! I just knew that you love me! If my father were here, it would be a different story.”

“I don‘t have much time left.” Perhaps the injuries he once sustained on the battlefield were too severe, coupled with his advanced age, Herbert could sense his health deteriorating with each passing day.

“I wish you both a happy marriage!” he proceeded to utter sincerely.

Both Zayne and Yuvan‘s expressions changed.

Zayne promptly countered, “What are you saying, Grandpa? You‘re only in your seventies, so you‘re still strong and robust. I‘m even planning to celebrate your hundredth birthday with my wife and child!”

“Exactly, Grandpa! Your sons and grandsons are all exceptional, so all you have to do now is enjoy yourself. Whenever you miss any of us, give us a

the sake of seeing my two granddaughters–in–law marrying into the family, I‘ve

Zayne

to take the chess board out, and the three of them played chess in

found Zayne‘s skills too horrible and had Yuvan play

a while before he stood up and walked over to the window. He noticed that the lights in the front yard were unlit, and it

sound was that of the crisp piller–patter of ihe rain hitting the roof and

he spotted kneeling outside the gates when he came home, he went to the study and pulled up the surveillance

he could see Sylvie knceling outside the

damp and cold at night, even more so when it rained. Meanwhile,

give lus driver a call. “Drive

downstairs and was watching Herbert and Yuvan‘s chess game, his driver phoned him back and reported helplessly. “Ms. Clasen told me not

night. If she were to kneel for

the phone without saying anything,

there until now.” Zayne initially didn‘t want to care about her, but still,

for a moment before a furious and complicated expression