My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 1269

Before getting into the car, Armand turned and advised Gracie, “Just pretend you found this abandoned child while taking a walk nearby. You've never met me before, and I won't come here again.”

Gracie nodded in response.

The Maybach quickly reversed out of the narrow alley as a light rain pattered on the road, washing away the tire tracks on the ground as if no car had ever passed through the path before.

Seeing that it was raining, Gracie swiftly ascended the stairs with the basket in her hand, then proceeded to open the back entrance to enter the orphanage.

She opened the outer windproof cover of the basket upon returning to the warm indoors.

The blanket within the basket was enveloping a tiny baby who was awake.

The little baby had tender-looking facial features and a pair of beautiful eyes that resembled amethysts which were filled with purity and innocence.

Taken aback, Gracie stiffened, for she didn't expect the baby to have such exceptionally pretty eyes.

Is she of mixed parentage?

basket but couldn't find anything

about the baby's date of birth

looking for Gracie spotted the basket on the table and asked, “Ms. Brown, did you come across an abandoned

did,” Gracie replied, making sure to maintain her composure as she smiled

woke up from a deep slumber not knowing how long she had been asleep. She asked drowsily,

confusion, she received no

she should be sitting upright, but she was lying down instead. Moreover, she couldn't smell the faint osmanthus fragrance that existed in

herself up on the bed and

the creaking of a door as someone pushed it open. At the same

the person who

matter how far

Johanna, and she could feel her blood go cold and her breathing growing rapid. Before she could react, the man had already approached with a plate of food and set it on the bedside

water?” asked the man in a soft tone. After that, he brought the glass

lips. In response, she

“Aren't you dead?”

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