My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 83 In What Position Are You Speaking

After regaining her freedom, Genevieve leaned against the wall and took a few breaths. She felt like someone had hammered her head as a black fuzz started edging into the edge of her consciousness.

She recalled that she also smelled the scent Patrick was talking about just now.

Genevieve pulled up the coat that had slipped to her elbow and brought it up to her shoulders.

She looked up and was about to say something but swallowed up her words when she saw the sullen expression worn by the man standing in front of her. The man was wearing a dark gray suit, his eyes glinting with a cold gleam under his glasses.

Why is Cooper here?

Soon, Genevieve smelled the blood. She lowered her head to find Patrick lying unconscious on the ground. Her face changed in an instant.

Cooper must have struck hard to immobilize Patrick.

Flustered, Genevieve forgot that her phone had been snatched by Patrick when she called Cooper just now. She rummaged in the pocket trying to find her phone but to no avail. Instead, she inadvertently felt a small hard object in her pocket.

Just as she was about to dig the object out of her pocket, Cooper, who had been standing still, suddenly took a step toward her and grabbed her wrist.

Genevieve was caught off guard. She was jostled toward the guest room across the corridor in which the door was left ajar.

the door was

the two entered the guest room, a man with a black cap slowly walked out from the

room, then turned to Patrick who was on the ground. He took out his mobile phone and made

“The plan has failed.”

to the person on the other end of the phone and then replied

phone and disappeared into the corner of the

pressed Genevieve’s hands tightly against the wall, leaned over, and stared at her gloomily. “Genevieve, did

carrying Genevieve into the car at the Civil Hall, he had been feeling suspicious and had sent his

that Genevieve had gotten married again. He speculated that she

that Genevieve was more than

yet. Before she could recompose herself, Cooper dragged her into the room and pressed her against

man gripped her hands so hard that her wrists were trembling. “Cooper,

the faint inexplicable scent again. Her mind

her tongue to clear up the fog in her

a huge wave

over and closed the distance between him and Genevieve. His voice was icy cold. “So, do you admit that you are

me!” Genevieve did not answer his question. Instead, she raised her head and met his eyes. “If not, I’ll

her face was still pale from the shock just now, but Genevieve still looked as beautiful as ever. However, those iridescent