My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 633

Genevieve was grief-stricken after returning from the hospital in the afternoon, and she locked herself in her bedroom.

When she was at the hospital in the morning, the coroner had told her that most of the blood on the floor belonged to Janc, and only a little was Xavier’s.

The blood on the knife that had fallen into the crack was all Jane’s blood, and Xavier’s fingerprints were found on the handle of the knife.

Hence, the police hypothesized that Xavier had fled again after killing Jane.

It seemed like Xavier was extremely cautious, for he had avoided the surveillance cameras on his escape route. That was why the police still could not track him down until then.

Genevieve could still remember how Jane and she were blushing furiously when the two watched the show at Charlotte’s party on Christmas Eve.

It had only been two days since then, but Jane was already gone.

Along while later, she heard the sound of a key unlocking the door. Then, the towering man pushed open the door and entered.

Bruce saw Genevieve sitting against the wall, seemingly desolated. He then walked over to her and sat down beside her. He pulled her into his arms and remained silent.

Genevieve listened to his steady heartbeat.

warm and emotional, she reached out

she said, “Jane had been suffering from severe heart disease, and she had been taking medication for it since young. A while ago, Dr. Sitler said that he could operate on her and make her live a normal person’s life. I was planning to accompany her to

day

me by half a month.” Genevieve said

their lives to the

silently listened to her as he reached out to wipe away her tears

a long time. When Bruce noticed that she seemned to be feeling a little better, he

she

couch. He washed some fruits to let her snack on them first and

in her house,

so I

housekeeper I hired? Why is Bruce giving her

peppers, as well as a plate of cabbage rolls. He had poured some secret sauce on the sausage

she wistfully commented, “It’s such a waste for

a chair and sat on it. “If I join a cooking show, you won’t be able to see me for a month or two.

good as long

a small smile

was done with her dinner, Bruce cleaned up the stove and made a cup of

and covered the two of them

flirted with him to