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.

emotional, she

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

that day would

woman, and she was younger than me by half a month.” Genevieve said hoarsely, tears welling up in her cyes. “Why

lived their lives to the best of their abilities were cruelly whisked to the

he reached out

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

that, Genevieve realized she was indeed a

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

they were actually in her house, so she asked, “Where’s

nothing to do here, so I

gloomily wondered, Isn‘t Rosa the housekeeper I hired? Why is Bruce giving her instructions without hesitation? It‘s almost

of cabbage rolls. He had poured some secret sauce on the sausage and peppers, and the food

ate the food, she wistfully commented, “It’s such a waste for you

join a cooking show, you won’t be able to see me for a month or two. Moreover, other people

immediately dismissed the thought. “All’s good as long as you make food for me

her a small

stove and

beside Genevieve and covered the

his slender fingers before kissing and biting them. She flirted with him to the point Bruce’s