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.

table. However, Genevieve managed to finish each and

decided to lie

wants me to return to the office to settle some matters, Mrs. Faulkner. Please call Dr. Jensen immediately

I

the house, Genevieve lay on the couch and finished playing the game on her phone. She then got up and headed toward

door, Genevieve said,

purposely avoiding her. She raised her voice and said, “I’m counting to three. If you’re not opening the door

“One…”

door a little and peered out to see Genevieve standing outside the door. He looked quite comical with

something and changed his words quickly. “What can I do for you, Mrs.

trying to evade her gaze. “I don’t blame you at all,

not hiding from you,” Patrick refuted as he rubbed his nose

pointed to the phone on the table that was still displaying the game interface, Genevieve asked, “You’re feeling unwell, and yet you’re still

phone and switched it off. Smiling awkwardly, he replied, “I felt bored, so I decided to play

and leaned against the edge of the table as she crossed her arms. “You also said you wanted to protect me, but look what

think I’m capable of protecting you well.” Patrick wanted to scratch his head sheepishly, but he had only managed to scratch the

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