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 to

Sitler said that he could operate on her and make her live a normal person’s life. I was planning to accompany her to the hospital on the twenty-eighth and stay there

that day

than me by half a month.” Genevieve said hoarsely, tears welling up in her cyes.

their lives to the

listened to her as he reached out to wipe away her tears once in a

long time. When Bruce noticed that she seemned to be feeling

she was indeed a

on the couch. He washed some fruits to let

realized that they were actually in

do here, so I told her to go on a

wondered, Isn‘t Rosa the 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 and peppers, and the food was still warm when she ate it. In

the food, she wistfully commented, “It’s such a waste for you not to join a cooking

gruel by her side, he pulled out a chair and sat on it. “If I join a cooking show, you won’t be able to see

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

gave her a small smile at

the stove and made

beside Genevieve and covered the

and biting them. She flirted with him