My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 1133

It took Giselle much effort before she managed to regain her feet. Wiping the snow off her face, she glowered at

Sally. “Hey! What's wrong with you that you pelted my nephew with snowballs?”

Sally wore a chilly expression. “I've been having a snowball fight with my niece and nephew here. How do you

reckon I pelted your nephew with snowballs?”

“You're denying it? My nephew told me it was your doing! His arm is all black and blue from the snowball, so I want

to lodge a police report!” Giselle lambasted.

“Go ahead.” Sally wasn't at all perturbed.

Giselle was no easy prey, so she immediately whipped her phone out and called the police. That aside, she even

demanded to see the management, complaining that someone deliberately assaulted her nephew.

When the management personnel saw the bruise on the boy's arm, he brought them to the surveillance room to

check the surveillance footage.

Although there were many guests who had snowball fights in the snow, he didn't see Sally lobbing snowballs at the

boy.

They played the surveillance footage further back, only to see the boy hurling a snowball at Amanda's face.

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Sally had the management personnel enlarge the surveillance footage before staring sideways at the boy hiding

behind his aunt. “I asked whether you threw the snowball earlier, but you denied it.”

At once, the boy's gaze turned evasive. “I... I accidentally threw it at her while playing with my friends.”

In a menacing voice, Sally commented, “It was accidental, yet you could aim for my niece's forehead. Well, it

seems that your eyesight is pretty good.”

The boy was so terrified that words eluded him.

The moment Giselle glimpsed a few police officers entering the surveillance room, she quickly flashed Sally an

apologetic smile. “My nephew shouldn't have done that, so I apologize to your niece on his behalf. He's just a kid—

■”

“Even so, he has to take responsibility for his wrongdoings,” Cooper interjected coldly, cutting her off.

Then, he went over and narrated the turn of events to the few police officers.

Sally looked down at the boy, her eyes dark and icy. “I'll give you another chance. Why did you pack such a dense

snowball and hurl it at my niece?”

Petrified by her aura, the boy teetered on the verge of tears.

Clutching at his aunt's down jacket, he stammered, “Aman gave me two thousand to pack a snowball and hit her.

I'm sorry, miss.

I won't do it again.”

Sally narrowed her eyes a fraction, her gaze unnerving.

She turned and said to Cooper, "This kid has apologized, so just let his aunt bring him back and educate him.”

“Yes, yes, I'll definitely teach him a lesson later!” Giselle hurriedly chimed in.

After saying that, she took off at lightning speed while dragging her nephew along, fearful that Cooper would

pursue the matter, considering the grim look on his face.

Thus, Cooper had no choice but to tell the few police officers that it was a tiff between children and allow the

matter to slide.

Meanwhile, Amanda had been waiting with Lucian at the snow play area. When she saw Cooper returning, she

swiftly ran up to him and inquired, “What did you see in the surveillance footage, Uncle Cooper? Was it him who

threw a snowball at me?”

“Yeah. But your aunt has taught him a lesson in the surveillance room.” Cooper stroked her head.

“Aunt Sally is amazing! She scared him with just a few words!” Amanda threw herself at Sally, but she accidentally

bumped her left hand.

Sally was still aching from her fractured wrist, but she merely frowned without saying anything.

Clocking it all, Cooper bent and scooped Amanda up. “We've played for a long time, Mandy. Let's go back and have

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dinner. We'll go to the ski resort tomorrow.”

“Okay!” Amanda bobbed her head.

Cooper wanted to bring Sally to the hospital to get her hand checked out after settling the children back at the

hotel, but Sally brushed it off by claiming that it was merely a minor fracture, asking him to get her some

medication instead.

Only when they had eaten dinner and settled the two children in their room did Cooper have the time to inspect her

wrist.

When her brows knitted deeply with just a light touch on her wrist, he dropped the gauze and got to his feet.

“I'll take you to the hospital.”

“No, it's okay. I know the extent of the fracture. Just splint it,” Sally insisted.

Failing to convince her otherwise, Cooper crouched back down. He snagged the splint on the coffee table and held

it to the spot where her wrist had fractured before wrapping it with gauze.

Sally reclined against the couch. As she allowed him to help her deal with her injury, she remarked placidly, “That

boy told me that someone gave him money and instructed him to throw a snowball at Mandy.”

Realization seemingly dawned upon him, and his gaze promptly turned chilly. “How daring of the Gaudette family

that they even made a move against a kid.”

I initially planned on dealing with the Gaudette family slowly, but I can't do so anymore from the look of things now.

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