My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 539

Soon, the waiters entered the private room with all the ingredients.

Joash, who took a taxi to Golden Restaurant, had also arrived in time,

As he took his seat, he glanced through all the ingredients on the table. “Mr. Gable, you should cat

more beef instead of potatoes and other fattening food.”

Bruce shot him the side-eye, “Or maybe I should just drink water and watch the both of you eat?”

“That’s not good either.” Joash chuckled. “The other foods are high in calories. You must watch your

weight since you’ll have another shoot in Baykeep in the next few days. Oh, you need to stay away

from sugary drinks too.”

He then took away Bruce’s cup and replaced it with a bottle of mineral water that he had bought. “Here.

Drink this. It has zero calories and sugar!”

“And here’s yours, Ms. Rachford.” He took out another bottle from the bag and passed it to Genevieve.

“Thank you.” Genevieve accepted it and remarked with a grin, “I’ve heard that celebrities need to watch

their diet strictly because they have to maintain their weight. I couldn’t quite believe this at first, but after

seeing how you treat your artist, I guess everything I heard is true.”

“I don’t have a choice.” Joash sighed. “Certain scripts have strict requirements on the actor’s

appearance. Having a puffy face during the shoot is a big no-no.”

“You’re a responsible one.”

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“Of course. It’s my responsibility,” Joash responded with a smile. “Besides, Mr. Gable offers me high

pay, so I must live up to his expectations.”

During the conversation, Bruce gave Genevieve a slice of beef that had been barbecued. “Taste this.”

Upon seeing that, Joash shuddered.

S–Something is wrong here!

Even Genevieve was stunned for a moment.

However, she did not think much about it since Bruce started barbecuing another piece of beef. It was

as if he was merely being hospitable.

Though the private room was fully air-conditioned, droplets of sweat still beaded on her forehead

While listening to Joash’s briefing on his schedule for the next few days, Bruce glimpsed that

Genevieve’s hair was almost brushing against the table when she lowered her head to eat,

After summoning the waiter, he leaned over and whispered in his ear.

Toash did not pay attention to his surroundings as he was busy going through Bruce’s schedule.

After a while, the waiter came back with a black hair lie.

Bruce leaned forward, hold her hair with his palm, and helped her tie a low ponytail adeptly.

Genevieve, who was munching on her food, wanted to stop him when she realized what he was doing,

but it was too late.

The woody fragrance from his body and the way he tied her hair reminded her of a man who had done

the same for her in the past.

That man was clumsy and did not know what to do with her hair when he tied it for her the first time.

Genevieve even had to demonstrate for him.

Fortunately, he was intelligent, so he succeeded immediately.

Since then, she would always turn her back to him and have him tie her tousled hair whenever they

were together.

Besides a ponytail, he could also braid Genevieve’s hair. Even the challenging fishtail braid was a walk

in the park to him.

Upon recalling those moments, Genevieve felt an excruciating pain in her heart, and she lost her grip

on the fork, causing it to drop to the ground.

At the sight of her pallid complexion, a panicked expression crossed Bruce’s face, and he opened his

mouth and said, “Genev—”

However, he zipped his mouth in time. Then, the man stood up and nudged Joash’s leg with his foot.

“What? What’s wrong?” By the time Joash lifted his head, Bruce had left the room.

Meanwhile, Genevieve, who sat beside Bruce, was clutching her chest. Frightened by her pale face,

Joash immediately asked, “Are you feeling unwell, Ms. Rachford?”

“I’m all right.” She took out the medication from her bag and popped two pills into her mouth.

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The pain eventually subsided a few minutes later.

After taking several sips of warm water, Genevieve looked up and realized Bruce was not around

anymore.

“Where‘s Bruce?”

“Al the restroom, I guess.” Joash stroked his own head, his eyes remaining fixated on her. “Are you

sure you‘re all right, Ms. Rachford? Do you want to go to the hospital?”

Genevieve shook her head while smiling. “I’m fine; don’t worry. Come on, let’s eat.”

A month ago, she experienced severe chest pain and fainted at home, Jack took her to the

hospital for a thorough body checkup, but the doctor could not find out what was wrong with her body:

Later, Jack went to the hospital to get medication for her. Whenever she was in pain, she would take

two pills to relieve the discomfort.

Genevieve and Joash then continued with the supper in the absence of Bruce for quite some time

After giving Bruce a call, Joash informed Genevieve, “Ms. Rachford, Mr. Gable said he’s resting in

another room as he’s feeling unwell. He told us to continue the supper without him.”

It was then that she recalled the man had poured a bucket of ice water onto himself earlier and ate a lot

of ice cubes. Even the strongest of all men would not be able to endure it.

Genevieve thought about it and said to Joash, “If you’re done eating, take him to the hospital. I’ll be

heading back later.”

“All right, Ms. Rachford. I’ll make a move first, then.” Joash did not reject her suggestion and got up to

leave.

“Go on. Drive carefully.”

After bidding Genevieve farewell, Joash went to the room where Bruce was taking a break. “Are you all

right, Mr. Gable? Come, let’s go to the hospital,” he asked anxiously.

“I’m fine. I’m just a little sleepy.” Bruce adjusted his mask, left the room, and walked out of the

restaurant first.

Upon exiting the restaurant, Joash took out his phone to call an executive taxi. Before he could do so, a

Rolls-Royce Phantom rolled up in front of them.