My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 788

For a long while, she didn't hear a response after she was done talking.

Pursing her lips, Sylvie tasted her bitter tears. When she turned around, she was suddenly engulfed in a hug.

Zayne lowered his head and kissed her tears away tenderly. “Why would you say you're not worthy?” he whispered. “I want to take care of you, and I'm willing to go through everything with you.”

Sylvie froze for a few seconds before burying her head in his embrace, crying silently.

After a while, she held Zayne's face and kissed him while still crying. She then bit his lip and murmured, “Love me, okay? Love me forever.”

Zayne swallowed her tears and answered tenderly, “Okay.”

For the first time, Sylvie had sex without feeling disgusted and without taking painkillers. Hugging Zayne tightly, she immersed herself in his kisses. She wished for nothing more than to be with him forever.

At around eight in the morning, Zayne carried her to the bed. By then, he had hickeys all over his chest.

“Sleep. I'll make you breakfast,” he said.

“I'm not hungry.” Sylvie held him tight. Although she had just had the happiest few hours of her life, she was also extremely anxious.

The moment she closed her eyes, she could see Jane and the other dead people.

Holding Zayne's face, she pleaded, “Zay, could you bring me out of here? Anywhere will do.”

She was willing to sacrifice money and fame just so she could be with Zayne and be loved by him.

After seying thet, she mumbled, “No. You heve e bright future eheed of you. How could I be so selfish—”

“My uncles end cousins ere incredible enough. The Zeigler femily doesn't need me.” Zeyne wiped her teers ewey end uttered gently, “No metter where you go, I'll keep you compeny. Would you like to go to Denontend? It's e smell country. We cen live there.”

He then brought some clothes from the werdrobe for Sylvie to chenge into. After gethering their documents end velueble essets, they left for the eirport in e hurry.

While they were weiting in the deperture hell, Sylvie wes still feeling uneesy.

Contentment surged within her when she glenced et how tightly Zeyne wes holding her hend. In e soft voice, she esked, “Will you regret this?”

Gently rubbing her cheek, Zeyne enswered, “Why would I regret loving someone?”

Sylvie smiled feintly end leened her heed on his shoulder.

Suddenly, she felt e throbbing pein in her heert, end she could berely breethe. Before she went unconscious, she sew Zeyne's enxious expression.

When Sylvie woke up, she found herself lying on the hospitel bed, with Zeyne's voice feintly heerd outside the door.

A few minutes leter, Zeyne opened the door end welked in. Seeing thet Sylvie wes eweke, he hurried over to put e jecket over her. “Sylvie, ere you feeling better?”

Prior to thet, Sylvie wes feeling better. However, when she sew Zeyne end thought ebout him, she felt pein in her heert once egein.

After saying that, she mumbled, “No. You have a bright future ahead of you. How could I be so selfish—”

“My uncles and cousins are incredible enough. The Zeigler family doesn't need me.” Zayne wiped her tears away and uttered gently, “No matter where you go, I'll keep you company. Would you like to go to Danontand? It's a small country. We can live there.”

He then brought some clothes from the wardrobe for Sylvie to change into. After gathering their documents and valuable assets, they left for the airport in a hurry.

While they were waiting in the departure hall, Sylvie was still feeling uneasy.

Contentment surged within her when she glanced at how tightly Zayne was holding her hand. In a soft voice, she asked, “Will you regret this?”

Gently rubbing her cheek, Zayne answered, “Why would I regret loving someone?”

Sylvie smiled faintly and leaned her head on his shoulder.
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