My Husband Is a Gary Stu

“He's my type.” Rebecca was straightforward in her reply. “If he's still single, could you please do me a favor?”

Genevieve was surprised. “But you only met him once. Is this love at first sight?”

Rebecca nodded.

Genevieve whipped her phone out, about to share Steven's contact with her cousin, but then she remembered something. “As I said earlier, he's older than my husband by a few years, meaning he's older than you by more than a decade. I'm sure you also know about Renee and Landon. Uncle Phineus disapproved of their marriage, and the father and daughter are still on bad terms as a result.”

Although Herbert was very open and flexible about who his grandchildren dated and fell in love with, given the Zeigler family's status and background, not anyone could marry his granddaughter just like that.

Hence, with Steven being a lot older than Rebecca and his background so plain that it was almost next to nothing, Genevieve reckoned that Felix would disagree.

“He may be older than me by ten years or so, but that's not a problem.” Rebecca, however, was not bothered at all. “Besides, my father is a reasonable man.”

In the end, Rebecca achieved what she wanted as Genevieve sent her Steven's contact.

Meanwhile, Genevieve glanced at her phone and noticed that it was almost time. Thus, appearing as if she was retrieving a hairband from her bag, she used the opportunity to remove something else, hide it by her waist, and cover it up with her clothes.

“I need to use the restroom. Do you want to come?”

Rebecca waved her hand and turned Genevieve down.

Slipping out of the room, Genevieve headed toward the restroom according to the directions on the signboard. Out of a sudden, darkness descended.

Though she knew the power would be cut off, Genevieve was still startled by the sudden event. She remained still for a moment to quickly calm herself down before removing a ring from her pocket when she failed to hear any footsteps around her.

The ring had been coated with fluorescent paint, so the faint glow it emitted lit up the surroundings slightly.

With her breath held, Genevieve quickly located the target room. She swiftly twisted the doorknob and drew the gun she had hidden on her waist.

Opposite her was a bed, where someone was seemingly sleeping on it.

As she wielded the gun, Genevieve's hands were trembling intensely. However, she steeled her resolve as soon as she thought of her daughter. She then pointed the gun at the head of the lady sleeping on the bed. Closing her eyes, she fired a shot before hurriedly throwing the weapon away and leaving the room. Through the glow emitted by the ring, she paced quickly toward a restroom not far away.

Just as she entered and closed the door to the restroom, footsteps sounded just outside.

Meanwhile, Genevieve was shaking badly at the thought of what had happened just now. Her anxiety almost had her falling to her knees. However, she bit her lower lip and used the pain to pull herself back to her senses. After entering a cubicle, she swiftly removed the ring and her disposable gloves before flushing them away.

A moment later, a shriek suddenly came from the outside.

The shriek had Genevieve biting herself even harder so the pain she felt could keep her together. Based on her instinct, she slowly walked in the direction of the door. As soon as her hands touched the wall, she tilted her head back before swinging it forward to ram it against the wall.

The next thing Genevieve knew after she woke up was that her forehead was throbbing. She also noticed Rebecca was sitting beside her.