My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 486 Let Us Play A Game Armand stared at the two women near the cliff’s edge, clenching his fists briefly before loosening them. He said in a low voice, “Mrs. Wasco, I can guarantee nothing is going on between Ms. Rachford and your husband.” Hearing that, Brenda looked at Armand, then at Cooper. She recognized both of them. Suddenly, she turned to Genevieve with a sneer. “Such is the power of your beauty, Ms. Rachford. Look! Both of your exes are here. No wonder my husband would often go to your house. And with someone like you, it’s no wonder he couldn’t hold himself back.” Clearly sensing the murderous intent radiating from Cooper’s body, Jan glared at Brenda. How reckless and nonsensical! Oh, how I wish I could tape her mouth shut!

An idea seemed to occur to Brenda as she glanced at the car behind the men. “Mr. Faulkner and Mr. Sutton, let’s play a game. If you win, I’ll let Genevieve go.” Cooper looked grave as he asked, “What game do you want to play?” “I want one of you to stand near the edge. Then, the other has to drive the car toward him. If the latter manages to stop the vehicle within ten centimeters of the former, both of you win,” Brenda replied. Armand and the others paled when they heard that. That game of hers is no different from putting one’s life on the line! Even the slightest miscalculation on the driver’s part will cause the car to ram into the other person and send him plunging to the bottom! “Brenda Yoder…” Jan muttered, infuriated. Afraid that Jan would say something that would provoke Brenda further, Cooper immediately swung a fist at Jan’s face, rendering him unconscious. Genevieve’s face also turned ashen, but she quickly recovered her composure and said calmly, “No need for games

then go ahead. What’s there to fear about death?” “Be quiet,” Armand uttered coldly. “She’s asking us, not you.” Taken aback, Genevieve stared at him. Is he mad at me? Armand shrugged off his coat and tossed it onto the ground. Just as he was about to step forward, Cooper hurried over and stopped him. “I’ll go.” “No, I’ll go.” Armand looked calm as he pushed Cooper’s hand away. In his heart, he knew very well that the distance was too close for comfort. Even someone with top-notch driving skills could not guarantee that they would be able to stop the car in time. Hence, it was almost certain that the person standing outside would end up dead. Cooper had still been hesitant a moment earlier, but when he saw

driving skills are better than mine. You can do it.” After a pause, he added, “I’m near-sighted, and I haven’t updated my glasses prescription in a long time.” Armand stared at him, dumbstruck. Cooper shot Armand a smile and patted the latter’s shoulder. “Thanks, Mr. Faulkner.” Then, he headed toward the edge without hesitation. Genevieve looked like she wanted to say something when she saw that. However, one glance from Cooper made her bite back her words, and her eyes reddened. Meanwhile, Armand quickly got into the car and gazed through the car window at Cooper as he stood not too far away. He placed his hands on the steering wheel but made no further movement. Seeing that Armand remained motionless, Cooper could not help yelling, “Are you a real man, Armand Faulkner? Stop dilly-dallying and hurry up! He was worried that Brenda would lose her patience before they did. Armand squeezed his eyes shut as he sat in the car. After a few seconds, he started the engine, and