My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 701

Zavne clicked open the application and scanned the address for his order, but it was accurate,

Postulating that Sylvic might have passed out from her fever after being in the rain for so long. he instantly got out of the car and sprinted back into the hotel.

He asked the front desk for the universal card and opened the room door with a swipe.

There was no sign of Sylvie in the living room or bedroom.

Fixating his eyes on the closed bathroom door, he hurried over and pushed open the door. He was grected by the sight of Sylvie lying in the bathtub. The water in the bathtub was already stained red, and the coppery smell of blood hung in the air.

Zayne‘s breathing stopped for two seconds. Rushing over, he snagged a towel and wrapped it around her bleeding wrist.

“Have you lost your mind?” he roared.

Sylvic opened her eyes laboriously.

Seeing that the man had returned, she admitted weakly. “I‘ve been keeping in secret from you and General Zeigler. Back then, many people wante lavors from General Zeigler, but they couldn‘t obtain a meeting with him. I secretly opted their Anglunduran and Epean currencies promising to help them. I‘m sorry. I–I was really despicable, want 1”

shock. It had never crossed his mind that she dared to do such a thing. “Did you not know that it‘s taboo to accept money? If this comes to light, even my uncle‘s political career would be

her and Ms. Juliana the best burial plots and a beautiful mansion when I had the money. I‘m terrified that General Zeigler will learn about this and fly

then moved to yank the towel

her other hand and

for an eternity. At the thought of the “Stella” she mentioned, he inquired with much difficulty. “Was Stella the friend you

bit her pale lips, her gaze

trust you. I‘d rather die now if someone else were to learn about that.”

Zayne thought she was merely telling him a story. Never had he expected the protagonist of the story to be Herbert‘s biological

how to face General Zeigler.

sorty on

for some time. Subsequchilly, he scooped her out of

a list of names, and I‘ll handle

swollen cyes, pinning them on him. “How are you going to help? If your uncle and father were to learn about this, you‘d be

“No!” she adamantly declined.

helping her, but upon hearing that from her, he

never know about it, especially Grandpa. Don‘t worry about this anymore,”