My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 200 A Bit Nauseous

Genevieve contemplated for a while. Then, she typed on her phone: Maria has never tampered with my phone and laptop. My throat…

She continued typing: Maria went to Feston to visit her grandson. When she returned, I sensed a stinging pain in my throat a few days later. I thought my vocal cords were damaged because that man strangled me violently. However, when I went to the hospital for a check-up, the doctor told me my vocal cords weren’t severely damaged and would heal over time. Still, they didn’t get better when I returned to Jadeborough.

“Maria must have tampered with your food, and your vocal cords got damaged as a result,” Patrick analyzed, “It’s okay. You won’t eat her food anymore. Once we’ve reached Yartran, I’ll get you examined at a hospital.”

Genevieve gazed at him silently for a while until Patrick had to touch his own face. “Is there something on my face, Genev?”

She shook her head and typed: Thank you, Patrick.

“As long as you don’t think I sound too harsh, it’s fine.” Patrick smiled, which was a rare thing for him to do.

He heaved a sigh of relief when Genevieve seemed to perk up a bit. “Go to sleep. Tomorrow, we’ll leave Baykeeper.”

She typed: All right.

Genevieve lifted her blanket and lay down. Once the lights were turned off, the room instantly descended into darkness.

next morning, Patrick went out

hotel again on that

also mentioned he would teach her about shooting and train her after arriving in Kransbay so that she would not have

went by quickly. In the blink of an eye, the day after

disguise for himself and Genevieve, Patrick packed their belongings and went to the front desk to check out. After that, he hailed a taxi by the road to take them to the

inside the taxi. After spending a few minutes in

the matter, Genev?” Patrick asked with

nauseous.” Genevieve opened her mouth out of habit and took out her

voice sounded raspy, as if

stunned, too. He muttered in surprise, “You can speak, Genev? Try

the car, and I don’t feel

preferred to type with her phone after hearing that awful

the window for some fresh air when the taxi was

of Genevieve’s shoulders tightly. Otherwise, she would have been knocked

who hit his car and