My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 1407 This Is The Last Time

Originally, Jerry had been lost in the throes of passion. When he heard her words, his eyes narrowed. He grabbed

her waist and pulled her into his embrace, his tone dark and ominous.

“I'm gay?”

Charlotte was left breathless by his actions. “Of course you're not.”

Her hand slid down, caressing the man's tense pectoral muscles, her lips nuzzling against the hollow of his neck.

“Thinking about those actresses admiring your chest and even hugging you, I can't help but feel jealous. You can

only be mine.”

Jerry said, “The best I can do is take off my clothes and show off in front of the camera, and have a body double for

intimate scenes.”

“That won't do either. I won't allow it,” Charlotte protested. “I know it's fake, but what if the audience thinks it's

real? You can't film intimate scenes, not even hugging.”

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“As an actor, I have to follow the director's rules.”

“You should listen to your girlfriend too.” Charlotte raised her head and glared at him. “Right now, I don't allow you

to hug and cuddle with other women. Do you want a girlfriend or a director?”

Jerry patted her cheek, a hint of a smile between his eyebrows. “Didn't we break up?”

“Did we?” Charlotte played dumb. “I just said if I started the conversation again, I'd be a puppy. But you were the

one who talked to me first.”

Seeing that he kept making excuses and wouldn't agree, she asked, “Is it that you're enjoying Scarlette throwing

herself at you?”

“No.”

“Then why won't you agree to delete the intimate scenes? Why won't you look at me?” Charlotte held his face, her

angry expression reflecting in his eyes.

Jerry didn't make a sound, his pitch-black eyes staring back at her.

In the end, Charlotte was the first to admit defeat. She left a trail of kisses on his forehead, her voice sweet and

tender. “Jerry, won't you agree to your girlfriend's request?”

“Then can you cut off all contact with those of the opposite sex?” Jerry asked in response.

Charlotte frowned. “My job requires me to interact with all kinds of people to scout new talents for the company. I

can't avoid contact with the opposite sex. But, there will definitely be no physical contact,” she promised.

“I love you the most, Jerry. You are my treasure, my one and only.” She kissed the man again. “No one can

compare to you.”

Jerry laughed coldly. “Were you raised in a honey jar? Your words are so sweet.”

Charlotte ignored his sarcastic tone and said with a playful smile, “I'm just sweet-talking you, I swear. I've never said

those words to any other men, even my dad.”

Over the years, Jerry had become all too familiar with Charlotte's personality.

She was like the wind, elusive and ethereal, settling wherever she wished, impossible for anyone to grasp.

Gains and losses had tormented him. Eventually, he became disheartened, knowing that Charlotte would go

wherever she wanted. But after she made her rounds and came back, just a few sweet words from her would melt

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his heart.

Jerry gently rubbed her delicate pink lips with his finger as his eyes darkened. “This is the last time.”

“What?” Charlotte was puzzled.

“I'll talk to Kieron and ask him to remove intimate and ambiguous scenes,” Jerry said calmly. “However, Scarlette

might want to take this opportunity to establish herself in the industry.”

Seeing him agree to compromise, Charlotte's eyes curved into smiling crescents.

She embraced the man gently and kissed him. “She won't get what she wants. After all, she's an artist under my

management. But what did you mean by 'the last time' just now?”

“Is this the last round?” She gazed at the man with her enchanting, fox-like eyes, the watery shimmer in them

incredibly alluring.

Jerry didn't speak, but instead turned over and pressed the person into the pillow.

Engaging in such activities was too physically draining.

In the wee hours of the morning, Charlotte was nestled in the arms of a man, sleeping soundly against his chest.

The warm yellow light illuminated her flawless, delicate face.

Jerry couldn't sleep at all. Even though she was right beside him, his heart felt empty and a little cold.

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