My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 210 Please Do Not Die

When she thought about the fact that he had actually made such a loyal promise to Genevieve, she began to feel uncomfortable again.

“Since you’re unwilling to pledge loyalty to me, then I’m going to make sure that only one of you can leave this place alive!” Marilyn shrieked.

She glanced at the man next to Patrick, who immediately began rummaging around in a nearby car for a pill that he then handed to Patrick.

Once Genevieve heard Marilyn’s words, her befuddled mind instantly became clear.

She kept struggling as she yelled for Patrick not to eat it. Toward the phone, she screamed, “Marilyn! If you’re mad, stay mad at me! Don’t you dare lay a finger on him! Let him go!”

“He wants me to let you go, but you want me to let him go. Who should I listen to?” Marilyn asked with a laugh. “Are you sure you want to die?”

The man keeping Genevieve captured pressed the trigger a little more.

Patrick’s heart clenched, and he snatched the pill from the man. His jaw tightened as he said, “Marilyn, you’d better keep that promise!”

He tossed the pill into his mouth and swallowed it without a second thought.

“No!” Genevieve cried out.

that she could barely open her eyes amidst the constant streams of water running down her face. She could barely even see Patrick in

threw her head back to hit the man behind her. She bit down harshly on his

in pain, losing his grip on

could do was desperately wiggle her way across

pulled out a gun and aimed it at Genevieve. If Patrick moved

pill had dissolved almost immediately after hitting Patrick’s tongue, and the

him, there was already fresh blood

the blood welling up in his throat and reached out with difficulty, trying to untie the

tightly. The rough ropes left deep, red marks on her skin and her broken left hand fell limply

about the sharp pain in her left hand as she stumbled upright to

Please! Spit it out…” she pleaded desperately, feeling a mix of rainwater

no matter how much strength she put into it, it

his head and held onto her wrist, stopping her from doing any more. “The poison is already working,”