My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 506 He Said He Does Not Love Me At General Hospital, Timothy hurried to the changing room after coming out of the operating room, ignoring the greetings of his colleagues. He initially planned to pick Johanna up after work, but he was dragged to the operating room to help. The operation began at four o’clock in the afternoon and only ended then. He took out his phone from his locker. Just when he was about to phone Johanna, he received a call from her. “Hello, Darling. Did you eat dinner properly after going home?” Having changed, Timothy quickly walked out of the changing room even as he continued, “I’m on my way home now.” Unexpectedly, weak breathing drifted out from the other end of the phone. “Timothy…” Timothy was a doctor, so he could immediately tell that she was injured upon hearing her abnormal breathing. Panic swamped him. “Where are you, Darling? What happened?”

“Timothy… it hurts… It hurts badly…” Johanna’s voice was disjointed. “Are you hurt? Where are you?” Timothy questioned anxiously, dashing out of the hospital at lightning speed. “Darling? Jojo?” No matter how anxiously he shouted, there was no sound from the other end of the phone. All he could hear was pounding rain. “D*mn it!” he cursed. Wiping off the water droplets from the phone screen, he rang Armand up with trembling hands. While Steven was still searching for someone to comb the surveillance footage for Johanna, the hospital phoned Timothy and told him that a passerby called for an ambulance and had the latter sent to the hospital. Timothy promptly rushed to the hospital. When he found the operating room in which Johanna was, he wanted to barge in. At the side, Jermaine hurriedly held him back. “Calm down, Timothy.

moment, seemingly deliberating how he should break the news to the man. Sometime later, he answered reluctantly, “She suffered a blow to the head.” When Genevieve woke up, she noticed that the weather had already cleared up outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. Jack lay beside her, slumbering deeply. Despite her clothes acting as a barrier, she was still not used to any contact with him. She removed his hand from her body. Her movements were very light, but still, she woke Jack

Genevieve was all refreshed. Jack had long since had someone prepare a dress in Genevieve’s size. When she had washed up, the two of them went to the restaurant downstairs for breakfast. Jack handed her a toast with jam. “What did you and Armand talk about last night?” He seemed nonchalant, but he was actually studying her furtively. Perhaps Genevieve had given up entirely after hearing Armand’s words last night, or her mind had cleared after a good night’s sleep, but she discovered that she no longer had such intense feelings toward the man when Jack mentioned him. Even when she recalled his words last night, her emotions remained calm. Taking the toast, she took a bite and replied placidly, “He said he doesn’t love me.