My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 403

The Impressive Genevieve Rachford Xedells was close to the sea, so the weather in all four seasons

was warm. However, there had been typhoons recently, so the temperature had dropped drastically.

The next day was only fifty degrees Fahrenheit—it was freezing. Fortunately, Genevieve had bought a

thick jacket and scarf when she shopped with Jane the day before. Hence, Genevieve put them all on

before heading out with Jack after breakfast. The Faulkner family had a plot of land for their family

cemetery, and that was the place where all the Faulkners were buried after death. When the car

reached the Faulkner family’s cemetery, Genevieve turned to look out of the window. There were

countless luxury cars outside, and some of the cars had a piece of white cloth tied to their rear view

mirrors. Genevieve then came down from the car with Jack before walking up the stairs. Soon, they

arrived by a grave. That was Cesar’s grave.

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The names of his three wives were already carved on his gravestone. Once they were dead, they

would be buried alongside him. The host and the staff members were all busy. Moreover, there were

many people surrounding the grave, and they were all big shots of Xedells. They had all taken time to

attend Mavis’ funeral. Many of the attendees had a piece of white cloth tied around their arms. There

were old and young people among the group of attendees. Genevieve guessed that they were

members of the Faulkner family. While she was silently scanning her surroundings, Samantha, who

was chatting with others, spotted them and quickly walked over. “Mr. Valentine.” “My condolences.”

Jack shook her hand before putting an arm around Genevieve’s shoulders. “This is my wife, Genevieve

Rachford.”

Samantha turned to Genevieve and said, “Ms. Rachford, you’re quite impressive, aren’t you?” Just as

she thought that Genevieve was going to stay in Central Group and be with Armand, Genevieve

suddenly and swiftly lunged into the arms of Jack Valentine, the gifted director. The woman had

married thrice, and every one of her husbands was some kind of terrifying figure. Samantha thought

that Genevieve was really impressive to have achieved that. Nevertheless, Genevieve did not feel

uncomfortable upon hearing Samantha’s words. She smiled and replied, “You’re too kind.” As

Samantha had to greet the guests of the funeral, she only talked with Jack for a while before leaving.

When it was time for the start of the funeral, another guest arrived. The expressionless man was

wearing a black suit with a piece of white cloth on his left arm. It was as if the man could perfectly blend

into the cold air around them with his icy demeanor.\

Anyone who came close to him would start to shiver, and it would not be because of the cold weather.

The guests and the Faulkners all turned to look at Armand with varying expressions on their faces.

However, no one, including Peter, dared to say a single word about his presence. The man’s unfazed

expression and domineering demeanor made everyone wary of him. Once the ceremony was

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completed, Mavis’ urn was put into the grave and sealed up. The host then guided the guests to step

forward for their prayers before putting the flowers in their hands in front of the gravestone. After putting

down the lily, Genevieve noticed Jack staring at the gravestone intently. The lily in his hand nearly

snapped in half, and animosity was pouring out of his eyes. Genevieve tugged at his sleeve.

Immediately, Jack returned to his calm self and put the flower in front of the gravestone before walking

to the side with Genevieve. Jack mocked, “How lucky Mr.

Faulkner is to have three wives. When they die, they’ll still be with him, and he’s enjoying his time even

in the afterlife.” Genevieve lowered her eyes and quietly asked, “How many more are you going to kill?”

“Genev, I’m no executioner; don’t describe it as ‘kill’,” Jack said as he adjusted the scarf around her

neck. He then hunched over and whispered in her ear, “He has to pay off his debt.” “He’s dead,” she

said. “Yes, he’s dead, so someone else has to do it for him instead.” A faint smile appeared on Jack’s

attractive face. “Don’t worry. I won’t break the promise I made to you.” As the cold wind brushed

against her face, Genevieve’s heart sank. Ever since Jack announced his decision and rapidly set up a

car accident to kill Cesar’s first wife, Genevieve realized how insane and cruel he could be. Yet, there

was nothing she could do about it.

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