My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Everyone came to the amusement park because of this Ferris wheel. There were a lot of people queuing for it. Genevieve and Harry waited for a few minutes.

When the Ferris wheel slowly rose, it seemed that the stars on the horizon were all within reach.

Harry took out his phone and smiled like a child. “I have been to the amusement park many times, but I have never been on the Ferris wheel. The scenery is so beautiful from up here!”

Genevieve gave a perfunctory hum. She was still thinking about the scene at the balloon booth earlier, and she felt gloomy.

Why is he with Sally? Is he in love with her?

Suddenly, Genevieve felt that the Ferris wheel had stopped moving, and soon, she heard a series of panicked screams.

“Why is the Ferris wheel not moving?”

Before Genevieve came back to her senses, Harry, who was sitting opposite, suddenly walked over and sat beside her. He put one hand on her shoulder, and another hand on her eyes.

Leaning toward her, Harry whispered warmly, “It's okay. I'm here.”

Genevieve hummed, knowing that she was not alone.

However, when she heard those screams and thought of herself falling down from nearly one hundred meters in the air, which would result in her body shattering, she trembled uncontrollably.

She did not expect that such an unfortunate event would happen to her.

Noticing she was trembling, Harry immediately wrapped her in his arms and let her lean against his chest. “The facilities at these amusement parks are under maintenance every night. It's dark outside, and I believe there is a power outage in this area because they haven't managed to start the backup generator. Don't worry, Genevieve. We won't fall.”

“W-What if someone in the capsule runs around in fear, causing the screws to loosen and the capsule to fall?” Genevieve's voice trembled as she thought of something bad.

“If there's a slight chance of getting into an accident, I'll be with you too. You'll be all right,” said Harry.

If I could die with you, I would be very happy too.

At that moment, Genevieve's phone rang.

She fumbled through her bag and fished out her phone. She even asked Harry who might be calling, but the latter did not reply. Her finger then slipped, which accidentally made her answer the call.

“Genevieve.” The capsule was silent. Although she did not put the phone on the loudspeaker, Harry could clearly hear the other party's voice.

When Genevieve heard Armand's anxious voice, her eyes turned teary. “Oh, so you still can think of calling me, huh? Aren't I your ex-wife you divorced years ago?”

Armand heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing her loud scolding. “Stay calm. There is a power outage, and something's wrong with the amusement park's backup generator. The staff is urgently trying to start the generator now.”

Noticing she was trembling, Harry immediately wrapped her in his arms and let her lean against his chest. “The facilities at these amusement parks are under maintenance every night. It's dark outside, and I believe there is a power outage in this area because they haven't managed to start the backup generator. Don't worry, Genevieve. We won't fall.”