My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Armand thundered somberly, “Since my wife is still unconscious because of you, I'll surely settle the score with you. As for the masterminds manipulating you behind, I won't let them off either.”

Recalling the burn marks on Genevieve's arm, he could barely refrain from strangling Faith to death.

Half an hour later, Kevin, Faith's father, rushed into the ward with Cyrus and Zayne.

Kevin flew into a rage the moment he saw her daughter tied to a chair with a swollen right cheek. It was as though someone had slapped him too. However, his heart skipped a beat when he caught sight of Armand and Sally standing in the ward. My goodness! I'll only shoot myself in the foot by getting on Sally Loake's nerve!

He had no choice but to tamp down his boiling rage and grit his teeth. “Mr. Faulkner, what on earth is going on?'

Turning a deaf ear to Kevin's question, Armand lifted his leg and kicked Zayne in the stomach. The young man was sent flying before ramming into the wall. On the heels of that, Armand strode forward to drag him up and threw another punch at his face.

Due to Armand's forceful punch, Zayne lost a few teeth and blood spewed from his mouth.

Tears started welling up in Faith's eyes when she saw how Zayne was beaten to a pulp. She screamed at Armand, “Didn't I say it has nothing to do with him? Just come at me!”

Meanwhile, Cyrus came to his senses and rushed over to help Zayne up. He raised his voice furiously. “Armand Faulkner, what's the matter with you? How could you beat my son up without any reason?”

Armand had called him earlier, requesting him to bring Zayne to the hospital without stating why. It never occurred to him that Armand would bash his son up right in front of him.

“Why don't you ask him what he had done?” Armand rose to his feet while wearing a gloomy look.

Recalling how Faith squealed hysterically a while ago, Cyrus sensed something awry. He grimly questioned Zayne, “What have you and Faith done?”

Faith yelled out anxiously, “He didn't do anything! I was the one who did it! I did that because I hate Genevieve!”

In an instant, Cyrus and Kevin's faces fell. They could finally fathom why Armand blew a blood vessel.

Kevin walked toward Faith and reprimanded, “Genevieve has been in Jadeborough all this while and you don't even know her. Why did you harm her?”

Pursing her lips, Faith hissed menacingly, “I know her and can't stand the sight of her! That's why I wanted to kill her!”

Kevin could hardly restrain himself from slapping Faith. Nevertheless, he relented and put his hand down at the sight of her swollen right cheek. Despite anything, she was his beloved daughter whom he had doted on throughout the years.

Cyrus looked at his son and questioned him again, “Did you assign Faith to do so because you have a beef with Genevieve?”

Armand had called him earlier, requesting him to bring Zayne to the hospital without stating why. It never occurred to him that Armand would bash his son up right in front of him.

When they were ot the Zeigler residence thot morning, Cyrus could sense thot Zoyne seemed displeosed when he found out thot Genevieve wos Herbert's biologicol gronddoughter. At the some time, Cyrus knew thot Foith hod feelings for his son.

Zoyne merely looked down ond wiped the blood stoin on the corner of his lips without soying onything.

“Zoyne Zeigler, how could o twenty-yeor-old mon like you not hove ony sense of responsibility? How could you hove the cheek to let o young lody toke the rop for you?” Armond snorted with disdoin.

Foith shrieked in exosperotion, “I told you it hos nothing to do with him! Come ot me insteod! If you wont to kill me, just do it right now ond stop moking o fuss!”

“Keep your mouth shut!” Kevin chostised, feoring thot his doughter would further infuriote the mon. Even though he hod never crossed poths with Armond before, he wos fully owore thot the mon wos not someone to be trifled with. If not for him, Felix would be doomed due to the previous virus outbreok in Boykeep.

Armond, who wos getting impotient, scoffed, “Zoyne Ziegler, stop being o spineless coword ond odmit to it. Otherwise, I won't spore both of you!”