My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 92

Chapter 92 Utter Embarrassment
The netizen had also attached an extremely blurry wedding photo on his Twitter post as well.
In spite of not knowing which church or city the photo had been taken in, due to the photo’s viewpoint, even though the groom’s face could not be seen, she could see that Marilyn was the bride.
Genevieve stared at the Twitter post for a while. Her gaze gradually darkened.
Her fingers lingered on the screen and quickly took a screenshot of the post before saving it on her phone. Once she scrolled up to the post after scrolling down, the netizen’s post had disappeared.
Soon, Maria made lunch for them.
When Genevieve came to the dining room to eat, she noticed Steven telling the housekeeper to pack a separate meal and send it to Patrick’s room. Curious, she asked, “What’s up with him?”
“He says he’s feeling unwell, so he wants to have his meal in his room instead.”
Genevieve was speechless.
According to Timothy, Genevieve had been surviving on IV drips for the past three days while she lay unconscious in bed. Since she was starving so badly for several days, she finished all the dishes.

Whenever Maria made lunch, there were usually plenty of leftovers on the table. However, Genevieve managed to finish each and every single dish that time.
Since she felt quite full after the meal, Genevieve decided to lie on the couch in the living room for a bit.
Around two o’clock in the afternoon, Steven grabbed his jacket on the coat rack and said, “Mr. Faulkner wants me to return to the office to settle some matters, Mrs. Faulkner. Please call Dr. Jensen immediately if you’re feeling unwell.”
“All right, I will.” Genevieve smiled.
After Steven had left the house, Genevieve lay on the couch and finished playing the game on her phone. She then got up and headed toward Patrick’s room.
Knocking on the door, Genevieve said, “Open the door, Patrick.”
Genevieve waited for a while, seeing that there was no response from inside, she knew Patrick was purposely avoiding her. She raised her voice and said, “I’m counting to three. If you’re not opening the door for me, I’ll have the housekeeper come over and knock down the door.”
“One…”
Patrick soon opened the door a little and peered out to see Genevieve standing outside the door. He looked quite comical with bandages on his head.
“Gene-” Patrick suddenly thought of something and changed his words quickly. “What can I do for you, Mrs. Faulkner?”
She felt amused seeing Patrick trying to evade her gaze. “I don’t blame you at all, Patrick. You don’t have to hide from me too.”
“I’m not hiding from you,” Patrick refuted as he rubbed his nose awkwardly. “I’m really feeling quite unwell…”
As she pointed to the phone on the table that was still displaying the game interface, Genevieve asked, “You’re feeling unwell, and yet you’re still in the mood to play games?”
Instantly, Patrick went over to pick up the phone and switched it off. Smiling awkwardly, he replied, “I felt bored, so I decided to play some games instead.”
“Didn’t you tell me that we’re friends, Patrick?” Genevieve turned around and leaned against the edge of the table as she crossed her arms. “You also said you wanted to protect me, but look what you’re doing right now.”
“I don’t think I’m capable of protecting you well.” Patrick wanted to scratch his head sheepishly, but he had only managed to scratch the bandage on his head. In the end, he gave up and lowered his hand.
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