My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 544

Seeing that Genevieve was pointing at the yarn plushic hanging from his car key, Bruce pondered for a while before admitting. “When Steven drove me to an event back then, I found this plushie hanging on the rear view mirror incredibly allorable, so I asked him for it.”

Genevieve opened her mouth to say something or other, but it then occurred to her that it was inappropriate to ask for the return of something that was given away.

Besides, Armand is already gone.

She placed the car key back on the table. “Indeed, it’s quite adorable.”

Then, she snagged her handbag from the couch and got to her feet. “Since you’ve taken your medicine, have a good rest. There’s no need to see me out.”

Bruce’s eyes dimmed. “Okay.”

After Genevieve had gone down to the first floor and exited the condominium, she abruptly recalled the man’s abnormal complexion. For some inexplicable reason, worry swamped her. Besides, she also remembered that she had something important to tell him.

She stood at the building entrance for a few minutes before whirling around and heading to the condominium’s front desk.

In truth, Bruce merely had a mild cold. He only wanted to find an excuse to devise a coincidental encounter with Genevieve and have her drive him home out of sympathy.

she had left. He went to the pantry and poured himself an

rang no sooner had he taken

with the glass in hand. As soon as he saw that it was Genevieve through the peephole, he immediately crept back to the pantry and tossed the soda. Then, he poured himself a glass of hot water. After blowing for a

had beaded on his forehead, he dragged his

man’s forehead, Genevieve questioned in surprise, “Didn’t you just

so the medication hasn’t taken effect. Is something the matter, Ms. Rachford?” Bruce gave a cough and swung open the door to

accepted a movie on your behalf. You’ll be receiving

only got an ongoing movie al present, for wh I’ll be going to Frosa next month for a scene filming. When that’s finished, the

catcn, have you? Let’s eat

and scarched for

you don’t mind, Ms. Rachford, I’ll cook

can cook?” Genevieve was stunned for

I’m home, I cook by myself.” While saying that, Bruce headed toward the

promptly went after him. “You’re running a fever now, so it’s not quite appropriate for you

got the energy to cook a meal.” Bruce took out some ingredients from the refrigerator and

“Sure.” Genevieve nodded reflexively.

gash on them with a small knife. Then, he took a piece of pickled plum