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!"

the tuition fees

outstanding academic performance, and they all

other, so everyone

with her good looks and lack of pretentiousness, has always

and greeted her with smiles, "Genevieve, how do you maintain yourself?

a shrine maiden, blessed with

Genevieve joked.

classmates,

introducing Armand to them, her eyebrows slightly raised,

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

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

classmates, some had parents working in the government who were familiar

learning that Genevieve and Armand's children were both six

said reminiscently, "I remember back in tenth grade,

letters, and man, it was so touching

winked at that person, signaling him to be

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

the good-looking pair didn’t end up

classmates grumbled: "Who the hell doesn't know that? But her husband is here, wouldn't it be awkward to say it out

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

skills," the old classmate said as he took a sip of