My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 87 Why Are You Hesitating

changed slightly. “I’m going out to make a phone call.” “I’ve said the effect of this kind of prohibited medicine is very strong. A normal person can’t withstand it.” Timothy held out his hand and stopped Steven. “If I remember correctly, Patrick doesn’t have a girlfriend. Is… Is he a virgin?” Steven remained silent. Timothy side-eyed Steven and said, “You rashly called a girl to come over. Aren’t you afraid that the girl will lose her life if Patrick loses control?” Frustrated, Steven remained rooted on the spot. He was the person taking care of Patrick in the room just now, and he no doubt knew the latter’s condition. Patrick was like a psycho just now. However, the antidote they had now could only save one of them. “Actually, it’s easy to solve this problem.” Timothy raised his chin at Armand and gave his suggestion. “I make the antidote for Patrick, whereas you go and take care of Genevieve, Armand. Patrick has followed you for a long time and risked his life for you, Armand. Are you not going to save him?” Seeing Armand, who stood in front of the window, remain silent, Timothy continued to provoke him, “Armand, Genevieve is your legal wife. You’ve already slept with her. Why are you hesitating?” “Shut up,” Armand said coldly. After a few moments, he said with an indifferent voice without a trace of emotion, “Give the antidote to Genevieve. Steven, go out and make the phone call.” “Yes…” Steven took the phone and quickly went out of the suite. “Oh my! Ms. Wood has some tricks indeed,” Timothy exclaimed. Then, he ordered the assistant to help him make the antidote. “She knows everything. She wants to have you even though she knows you’re married. Are you avoiding touching Genevieve because she doesn’t allow you to do so? I’m impressed. I should pay Ms. Wood a visit and learn from her.” Armand frowned after hearing Timothy’s words. He shot Timothy a cold glare. “What?” Timothy shrugged, and his thin lips curled into a smile. “Can’t I praise Ms. Wood for being an impressive person?” “Make the antidote and talk less.” Timothy snorted disdainfully. Nonetheless, he kept his mouth shut after Armand pressured him. The atmosphere in the living room fell silent. Soon, Armand, who was still standing in front of the window, heard Genevieve’s moaning voices from the room. Her voice was soft and sounded miserable from the torment. Armand’s desire was stimulated when he heard the sound, and he gulped. He remembered the night in the hotel a long time ago. In the dimly lit room, Genevieve wrapped her