My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 381

We Are Divorced Genevieve lowered her eyes and remained silent. “Genevieve, I’m selfish and revengeful,” Jack said softly. “Since you promised to marry me, I won’t let you go. You can only belong to me.” Genevieve closed her eyes and waited for her emotions to calm down. She grabbed his sweater and said fiercely, “Jack, remember what I said in the café that day. If you say or do anything, I will make you pay for it!”

have a wedding at St. Weiss Church in February next year, okay?” “Do what you want!” “Thank you.” Jack smiled brightly and gently as he fastened her seat belt. “Let’s go to Paragon Restaurant. The smoked duck there is pretty good.” Genevieve wanted to put her bag in the back seat, but Jack took it and placed it

the car on the opposite side of the road and the Ghost leave before rolling up the window. “Let’s go,” she said to the driver in Granatanolan. The reporters could not wait to post the

he graduated were mentioned. There was no information about who his parents were or where he grew up. Jack was now a member of the Helt family, and the godson of Foster, the largest local gang boss in Dartan, who had connections with both the underworld and the authorities. There was no one else who could marry the Duke’s daughter as he did and become the darling of the upper class. Jack was indeed clever. Armand closed the file, looked at Steven, and asked, “How did he meet Genevieve?” “I couldn’t find out