My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 92

Chapter 92 Utter Embarrassment

The netizen had also attached an extremely blurry wedding photo on his Twitter post as well.

In spite of not knowing which church or city the photo had been taken in, due to the photo’s viewpoint, even though the groom’s face could not be seen, she could see that Marilyn was the bride.

Genevieve stared at the Twitter post for a while. Her gaze gradually darkened.

Her fingers lingered on the screen and quickly took a screenshot of the post before saving it on her phone. Once she scrolled up to the post after scrolling down, the netizen’s post had disappeared.

Soon, Maria made lunch for them.

When Genevieve came to the dining room to eat, she noticed Steven telling the housekeeper to pack a separate meal and send it to Patrick’s room. Curious, she asked, “What’s up with him?”

“He says he’s feeling unwell, so he wants to have his meal in his room instead.”

Genevieve was speechless.

According to Timothy, Genevieve had been surviving on IV drips for the past three days while she lay unconscious in bed. Since she was starving so badly for several days, she finished all the dishes.

plenty of leftovers on the table. However, Genevieve managed to finish each and every

Genevieve decided to lie on the couch

jacket on the coat rack and said, “Mr. Faulkner wants me to return to the office to settle some matters, Mrs. Faulkner. Please

right, I will.” Genevieve

finished playing the game

on the door, Genevieve said, “Open

for a while, seeing that there was no response from inside, she knew Patrick was purposely avoiding her. She raised her voice and said, “I’m counting to three. If you’re not opening the door for me, I’ll have the housekeeper come over and knock down the

“One…”

see Genevieve standing outside the door. He looked quite comical with bandages on

and changed his words quickly.

blame you at all, Patrick.

Patrick refuted as he rubbed his nose awkwardly.

that was still displaying the game interface, Genevieve asked, “You’re feeling unwell, and yet you’re still

to pick up the phone and switched it off. Smiling awkwardly, he replied, “I felt bored, so I

the table as she crossed her arms. “You also

don’t think I’m capable of protecting you well.” Patrick wanted to scratch his head sheepishly, but he had only managed to scratch the bandage on his

returning

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