My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Genevieve was about to speak, but she suddenly felt that if she said it out loud, she would be dcomed.

Besides, back then, it was Zander who had confessed his feelings unilaterally, and she hadn't even responded to him.

"It's nothing much," Genevieve said casually, "just some old stories from the past."

Seeing her seemingly unconcerned demeanor, Armand's jealousy subsided quite a bit.

The two of them followed Zander to the small courtyard on the left side of the holiday resort, where the hot springs and card room were located.

This holiday resort offers a diverse experience, combining accommodation and entertainment all in one place.

In addition to hotel-style rooms, the holiday resort also features several secluded courtyards, each with a tranquil and elegant atmosphere.

These courtyards are designed for family vacationers, offering a full range of amenities.

Of course, the prices are relatively higher as well.

Armand and his friends stayed in the best courtyard, where they could have barbecues and throw parties at night without being disturbed.

Inside the card room filled with the scent of sea salt, five or six men and women sat around a round table.

Some were playing cards, while others were watching the game.

Upon entering, Zander called out, "Guess who I brought with me!"

private high school in Jadeborough, where the tuition fees were astonishingly high, with a maximum novelebook.comof thirty students per

a class, everyone has equally outstanding academic performance, and they all come

each other, so everyone

good looks and lack of pretentiousness, has always been well-liked among her

greeted her with smiles, "Genevieve, how do you maintain yourself? You still look like

of a shrine

Genevieve joked.

greeting a group of old classmates, Genevieve didn't forget the

her eyebrows

appearing in the public eye when he first took office, Armand has since been busy with work and

the general public is not particularly concerned about who the government leaders are, so

this group of classmates, some had parents working in the government who were familiar with Armand, so their tone became somewhat

both six years

tenth grade, Zander used to handwrite love letters with roses for

fortunate enough to read one of those letters, and man, it was so touching

winked at that person, signaling him

and said, "No way, have you all forgotten? Back then, we even

thought that the

grumbled: "Who the hell doesn't know that? But

asked his old classmate with great interest, "What kind of love

impressive flirting skills," the old