My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 282 Brain Dead Is Basically Dead

Johanna studied fashion design at Loang and had a mastery of the subject. It only took her one glance at

the racks to be able to pick out the most suitable outfit for Genevieve.

What was even more mind-blowing was how she could turn an unsightly piece of clothing into a stunning

one, and that had left the staff gaped in wonderment and shock.

Genevieve burst into laughter listening to Johanna share stories about the weird people she had met in

the design institute. The latter also grumbled about those she had come across during a social event she

attended.

As the two got increasingly engrossed in the conversation, Genevieve felt the frustrations pent up in her

fade.

After getting their hands full of items and headed for an afternoon break, Steven also made his way over.

Upon learning that Steven was there to collect Johanna’s belongings, the club manager handed them

over without hesitation.

The few of them then took the flight at six in the evening and headed back to Jadeborough.

Upon arrival at about eight, the car sent Johanna to Langfield Hotel.

Before she got off the car, she solemnly shoved a slip of paper into Genevieve’s hand. “Genev, hold on

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to this IOU. I’ll pay you back immediately after I earn the money. Call me if there’s anything. My phone is

switched on 24/7!”

Genevieve did not know how to react in that situation and could only keep the IOU. “There’s no need in

rushing to pay me back. The important thing is to take care of yourself first. Why don’t I transfer you

more money?”

“No, no.” Johanna waved a dismissive hand.

“There’s still a few hundred thousand in the card my mom gave me; so, it’s enough to last me for a while.

Genev, you have to keep thinking of me. Bye!”

“Bye.”

Only after watching Johanna swaggered into the hotel did Genevieve retract her gazes and let out a light

chuckle. “Steven, we’ll go to the hospital.”

“All right.” Steven took a glance at Genevieve through the rearview mirror.

Just as she arrived at the inpatient department, she coincidentally saw Timothy walking out of the ward.

He had his phone in one hand, seemingly in the middle of texting someone.

“Dr. Jensen.”

Realizing it was Genevieve, Timothy quickly stuffed his phone into his pocket. “Huh? You’re back so

soon? You didn’t stay in Xedells for a few more days?”

“I wish I could take a break too, but sadly, no. Cooper and the others are still waiting to give me lessons.”

Genevieve shrugged her shoulders, looking helpless.

Curious, she added, “Don’t you normally only come over at night?”

“It’s an exception today.” Timothy stopped smiling. “Genev, you have to brace yourself.”

Her heart sank upon hearing that.

Noticing the closed door of the hospital ward behind Timothy, she felt a surge of fear within her. “Is he…

brain dead?”

She had heard that a brain-dead person was essentially dead.

It was out of Timothy’s expectations that Genevieve would have thought about that, and her response left

him taken aback for a while. “Armand isn’t brain dead. However, I found that the muscles in his legs are

beginning to show signs of shrinking during the checkup earlier. And that means even if Armand does

wake up, he might not be able to walk on his own again.”

Genevieve froze on the spot.

Similarly, Steven was beyond shock and immediately fumed, “Don’t you spout nonsense, Timothy. If you

aren’t capable of curing him, then find another doctor for Mr. Faulkner. He merely hurt his head; how is it

possible that something’s wrong with his legs?”

“I’m afraid there are no other doctors who can be as good as me, not just Jadeborough, but the whole

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country!” Timothy looked displeased as his forte had been doubted. “If you don’t trust me, go find another

doctor to run a check on Armand tomorrow!”

He then went on and threw Steven a question. “Armand was severely injured and even lost his vision

fourteen years ago. Am I right?”

“Yes.” Steven nodded.

During that time, he had not worked for Armand yet.

It was later that Steven sent someone to run some investigations regarding that explosion, only to find

that a bodyguard had used his body to protect Armand.

That explosion had resulted in Armand being hospitalized for a period of time too.

Timothy scratched his head and let out a sigh. “It must’ve been a trauma since then. I’ll use my

connections to get a friend to send over the best medicine to cure Armand’s legs. But no promises

though for I can’t guarantee if he’ll still be able to walk when he wakes up. I’m only a doctor, after all.

Anyway, I’ve been on duty for the whole day and I’m exhausted.” He yawned. “Steven, can you send me

back? I didn’t drive today.”

Steven coldly answered, “I’m not free. Go catch a cab by the road on your own.”

“Well, Armand’s wife will do fine by herself. There’s no need for you to stay around.” Timothy put his arm

around Steven’s shoulders and forced him toward the outside. “I’m so good-looking, so it’s easy to run

into perverts if I catch a cab alone at night. If I get defiled, my future wife won’t want me anymore…”

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