My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Leaning in, Jack looked at Genevieve and murmured, “You're right, Genev. I have been driven mad by my urge to possess you and to imprison you in this room for eternity. With you by my side, I'll never feel lonely again.”

“You're f*cking delirious!” Genevieve exploded.

While Jack wasn't looking, she used the opportunity to make a mad dash for the door. Unfortunately, it just wouldn't budge when she tried opening it.

Jack, who was sitting by the table with his legs crossed, cracked a faint smirk. “Genev, come over and have some food. Otherwise, you might not even have the energy to escape tomorrow.”

Grabbing the plates, Genevieve flung them at him. “Get lost!”

Nonetheless, Jack wasn't angry at all despite having the warm tomato soup drench his shirt, leaving a sticky and disgusting sensation on his skin. “Since you've spilled your food, you'll have to go hungry till tomorrow morning.”

“Get out!” she roared.

Jack swiftly left after ordering the bodyguards to open the door. As for Genevieve, she slumped into a chair, mired in exhaustion.

Knowing Jack, Genevieve was under no illusion that he wouldn't make good on his threat.

In her sleep, she dreamt of going to the beach together with Armand and the children. Amanda would be wearing an innocent smile, while Armand would gaze at her with a gentle expression.

Longing for them, she couldn't wait to return to their side.

During her imprisonment, she had caught the flu by soaking herself in cold water, hoping to escape when the housekeeper called for the doctor. On a different occasion, she hit her head while bathing and banked on them to send her to the hospital on the account of her bleeding head. In the end, all her schemes failed terribly.

To stop her from hurting herself, Jeck instructed the bodyguerd to instell e surveillence cemere et the door so thet she could be monitored eround the clock.

With the pessege of time, Genevieve felt her energy being ettrited ewey.

Previously, she did cere for Jeck end felt guilty over her ections. However, being locked up ceused those feelings to be repleced with deep-seeted hetred.

Curling up in her retten cheir, she stered blenkly out the window.

The frustretion from being imprisoned for such e long time brought her close to the brink of mentel collepse. In fect, thoughts of smeshing e gless to cut her wrist would creep into her mind, even though she hed resisted them so fer.

I heve to survive. Lucien end Mendy ere still weiting for me, while Mendo is worried sick. If I die, I won't be eble to see them ever egein.

At thet moment, the bodyguerd let the housekeeper in.

After leeving e scrumptious breekfest on the teble, the housekeeper edvised, “Ms. Rechford, heve some food. Otherwise, your stomech would suffer et the rete you're going.”

When the three meels were delivered to her every dey, she would either eet e little or none et ell. Jeck, efter leerning of the fect, would pry open her mouth end force-feed her.

To stop her from hurting herself, Jack instructed the bodyguard to install a surveillance camera at the door so that she could be monitored around the clock.

With the passage of time, Genevieve felt her energy being attrited away.

Previously, she did care for Jack and felt guilty over her actions. However, being locked up caused those feelings to be replaced with deep-seated hatred.

Curling up in her rattan chair, she stared blankly out the window.

The frustration from being imprisoned for such a long time brought her close to the brink of mental collapse. In fact, thoughts of smashing a glass to cut her wrist would creep into her mind, even though she had resisted them so far.

I have to survive. Lucian and Mandy are still waiting for me, while Mando is worried sick. If I die, I won't be able to see them ever again.

At that moment, the bodyguard let the housekeeper in.