My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 473 My One And Only When she first married Timothy, she had done so with the intention of taking revenge. All she wanted was to address Vanessa as Mom officially and hope that Vanessa would dote on her. Over the last four years, she knew she had fallen for Timothy. Not wanting to go any deeper and after finding out about Dakota, she had put on an act with Dakota’s sister, Denise, so that she would have the excuse to pick a fight with Timothy and divorce him. Timothy was filled with anguish. He pulled her into his arms and whispered lovingly, “You’re my wife. Why would I abandon you? You’re my one and only wife in this lifetime.” To that, Johanna murmured, “But I have nothing to give you. I’m not from any prominent—” “But my wife is beautiful and talented,” said Timothy as he pecked her lightly on her cheek. “She sings better than anyone I know, and everyone loves the clothes she designs.”

“There are plenty of women like me.” “Nonsense! You are unlike any other woman,” proclaimed Timothy. “Your talents are not something others can replicate. I don’t care about your parents or your family background. I just want to be with you and have our own family. I want to wake up to you by my side every morning.” Timothy hugged her so tightly as if he was afraid that he might lose her again. “I have been worried sick and couldn’t even sleep when I could not find you. I wondered if you had enough money or if you had someone to look after you. Darling, please don’t do this again. No matter what happens, I’ll be by your side,” he said. Johanna reached out and buried her face in his arms for a long time. Timothy knew she was crying again when he felt the hot dampness on his shirt. He coaxed her gently, “All right. Don’t cry. It’s going to hurt your eyes.” Johanna sobbed and responded, “I don’t want to cry either, but I can’t seem to stop the tears. I feel very sad.” Wiping her tears away with his hands, Timothy assured her, “I will be with you. Don’t be sad anymore, okay?” Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the food that Genevieve had brought. It had already turned cold. Timothy put on Johanna’s shoes and coat for her before carrying her outside. After carrying her into the car, Timothy fastened the seat belt for her and asked, “Are you hungry? What would you like to eat?”

After a few hours, you can have your ice cream.” With red, swollen eyes, Johanna pouted and muttered, “Then I want to eat barbecue.” “Okay.” After all, a barbecue was better than ice cream. Timothy phoned Golden Restaurant and got them to prepare a private room and barbecue. By the time they arrived at the restaurant, the barbecue was ready, and they could start eating. For the