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My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 786

Genevieve blinked and looked deep into his eyes. “I see myself in there.”

“Yes. You're right.” Armand smiled. He then led her hand into his shirt and placed it on his chest. “My heart beats

for you, and it's telling you how much it loves you.”

Letting out a laugh, the woman replied, “Where did you learn all these cheesy words from? They're working on me,

though.”

Armand kissed her and said, “I love you.”

“Yes. I know.” Genevieve stood on her tiptoe and kissed him with all the love and affection she had for him. They

ended up in each other's tight embrace.

Meanwhile, in a high-end condominium in Jadeborough, Sylvie had just woken up from a nightmare as she suddenly

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sat up in shock.

The young man sleeping next to her woke up as well. Leaning toward her, he asked, “Do you still feel unwell?”

He then reached out his hand, wiping the sweat off Sylvie's face.

Confused, Sylvie only recognized the man after staring at him for a good ten seconds. In a hoarse voice, she asked,

“Why are you here?”

“You fainted yesterday afternoon during filming. Your temperature was through the roof, so your assistant sent you

to the hospital to get treatment.” Zayne took a jacket from a chair and wrapped her up. “After that, you called me.”

Sylvie vaguely remembered how unwell she felt last night due to the fever. As her head was buzzing, she randomly

called someone. When she returned home after getting treatment, the person she called had even made dinner for

her. I didn't know Zayne was the person I called.

Sylvie put on the jacket and got out of bed hurriedly. While pushing him out the door, she said, “I'm fine now. You

should leave.”

“You still look pale to me.” After getting pushed all the way to the entrance, Zayne turned toward her and said, “I'm

worried about you. Let me stay the night and leave tomorrow morning.”

“That's not necessary. Leave!” Sylvie roared, pushing him out the door with all her might.

Confused, Zayne could not figure out why she was suddenly mad at him. Right before the door was closed shut, he

blocked it with his hand, resulting in the door clamping his hand.

Zayne was in so much pain that he had to take a deep breath.

Stunned, Sylvie instantly opened the door and scolded, “Are you crazy! Didn't I ask you to leave? Why did you block

the door with your hand?”

Within a few seconds, Zayne's fingers were all swollen.

Not wanting Sylvie to see them, he quickly hid his hand behind his back. “Okay. Rest well. I'll get your assistant to

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bring you breakfast tomorrow. If you're still feeling unwell, feel free to call me.”

Sylvie pretended as if she didn't hear him and closed the door hurriedly.

Once the door was shut, she slumped to the floor, and she felt as if every bit of energy in her body had been

drained out of her. Immediately after that, tears flowed down her cheeks uncontrollably.

When Zayne sent her to the hotel the last time around, she was determined to seduce him so that she could get his

support. She thought that after marrying into the Zeigler family, no one would dare to bully her anymore.

However, she realized how innocent Zayne was after spending some time with him. Even worse, he had fallen for

her for real, and his feelings for her were pure.

The more she knew realized this, the less she wanted to use him.

I'm such a broken person. I don't have a childhood, nor do I have a future. In fact, my world is filled with darkness.

In order to get to the top and not get bullied, I'm willing to sacrifice everything. I have blood on my hands, and my

body is far from pristine. I would stuff myself with aphrodisiacs and painkillers every time before I had sex with

those men. Now, there's a man who truly loves me and wants me. Heck, I might even have feelings for him. This is

frightening. Being the broken person I am, do I deserve someone's affection?