My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 447 Is It Worthwhile Timothy watched Johanna sing in front of everyone present. At times when she got all hyped up, she would even throw in a hot dance. Seeing so made Timothy’s blood boil. Thus, he invited several girls into their lounge to take revenge on her. “I’ll pay ten thousand per song to anyone among you who can sing or dance better than her!” The attractive offer made all the girls go crazy instantly. They fought to be the first ones to select songs of their choice. No thanks to Timothy pulling his stunt, Johanna lost her mood to sing. She landed a kick at Timothy while making her way back to the couch. Shortly after, she saw that there were poker cards on the table and suggested that they play truth or dare. “Hey, sing a few ballads. While you’re at it, reduce the volume. Otherwise, we can’t hear each other over here,” she boldly ordered the girls around. “Johanna, those are my people.

I’m the one who paid them to sing,” retorted Timothy. “I know, and I’m not going to dispute that fact. You said you’d pay them ten thousand per song, right?” Johanna spread her hands in feigned innocence. “As an audience, am I not allowed to pick songs that I want to hear?” Timothy was rendered speechless. Johanna then opened a new deck of cards and excluded the four kings. As she shuffled the deck, she started explaining the rules of the game. Everyone was supposed to pick a card and reveal it at the same time. The one with the smallest number would lose, whereas the one with the biggest number would win the round. The loser would then have to accept a punishment indicated by the winner. Afterward, Johanna placed the deck neatly on the table and commenced the game in a clockwise manner. Timothy was the first to draw a card, followed by Johanna, Jermaine, and the rest. When Genevieve had completed her turn, the next player remained as still as a statue. Johanna rested her chin on her palm and teased Armand with a pair of smiling eyes, “Mr. Faulkner, it’s just a harmless game. Both truth or dare options won’t go too far. Are you scared?” She took advantage of the situation and poked fun at Timothy. “See, how steady and grounded is your fellow friend.

In the end, Armand decided to participate in the game. He took the top card from the deck and tossed it casually on the table. It was a deuce, making Timothy the winner of that round. Armand took a shot of brandy and indicated coldly, “I choose dare.” “Awesome!” Needless to say, Timothy would not give up on such a great chance to pull a trick on his friend. He rubbed his palms and instructed, “I want you and Mr. Sutton to each hold a glass and drink from it with your cup-holding arms crossed.” Cooper shot Timothy a glance and advised him with a smile, “You might want to think twice, Timothy. Let me remind

new round. Basically, each one had their fair share of drawing the smallest card in terms of value. Regardless of other people’s choices, Armand would only pick dare whenever he lost. He was very obliging in accepting his punishment, be it drinking crossed-cup wine with another guy or singing a song. Everyone was quite considerate and behaved like a gentleman throughout the game except for two people who took revenge on Timothy. Johanna’s seething resentment against him drove her to seize every possible chance to give Timothy a hard time, whether he chose truth or dare. On the other hand, Cooper did not spare him, either. In a new round, Jermaine got the ace card, whereas Genevieve’s was the smallest number. “Truth,” Genevieve uttered. “When was the most heartbroken moment for you?” Jermaine posed her a question. Genevieve thought about it for a while before responding with her gaze lowered. “When I was giving birth.” On the day of delivery, a group of doctors and nurses surrounded her and gently comforted her with words of encouragement. Yet, her