My Husband Is a Gary Stu

On the walls hung a few paintings. Most of them were of the same young lady.

Only the one nearest to the living roomhach a couple in weeling anire within its frame

Given that jack lud grown uploy luis mother’s side, de naturally recognized the young and beautiful woman. Nonetheless, he simply observed it with a smirk.

Ammand then handed him a letter.

When Jack received the letter and opened it to read, Armand put the old metal box on the display cabinct before calmly explaining, “Anong Grandpa’s children, my father was his favorite. As he wanted Father to take over his position, he forbade Father from being together with Ms. Valentine

Despite his love for her, my father had no choice but to break up with her. Subsequently, he arranged for her to be attacked and faked her death in a car accident. He then sinuggled her overseas. hoping to reunite with her once the dust had settled. Unfortunately. Ms. Valentine disappeared on the way there…”

When Armand first discovered the manor, he was surprised that his father would buy it as a gift for him.

Later on, he learned that he wasn’t the intended recipient. Instead, it was Charice.

When he first arrived, he found a letter written by his father in the study lipstairs. In that letter, his father had penned down everything that happened between him and Charice, along with the reason why they broke up.

As the faded piece of paper wasn’t long, Jack finished reading it in no time.

However, the helplessness, longing, and pain contained in the letter reminded Jack of his miserable days when he was young

tore the letter

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he was. All I know is that

Ms. Valentine, but he is still a nember of the Faulkner faunily and the son that my grandpa put

Father wanted to clope with Ms. Valentine, they could not escape. Even if they managed to get

to threaten Father. Perhaps he would even take

Faulkner family, and he knew everything about Ayden’s

and nothing could get in his way. For the sake of his business, any of his children could

was not a single person who would not want to be with

children born in such a powerful clan, their

stern, calm, and commanding father sit in his study while weeping bitterly with

was crying

watching, the man placed him on his lap and told him gently, “Armand, I hope that one day you will meet a

had not meant much to him, but now he understood that his father had wished the same thing would not

Cesar’s son.

a silver spoon in your mouth. Do you know what my childhood was like?” He walked up to Armand and said slowly, “Let me tell you. I had a drug addict and alcoholic for a father. When

she could get a divorce immediately without going to court, but my mother couldn’t since she was an illegal refugce in Dartan, without any

close his eyes, and the