My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 404 Handmade Music Box

That day was Christmas Eve, so after attending the funeral, Jack thought about taking Genevieve

around for a stroll. However, on his way back, he received a call that summoned him to deal with some

things. When the car came to a stop in the metropolitan area, Jack patted Genevieve’s head and gently

said, “It’s really cold today, so stay in the hotel. I’ll come back to have dinner with you later tonight.” “It’s

fine. Focus on your work.” Genevieve wished he would not return at all. After Jack stepped out of his

car, he went into the jeep behind him.

Meanwhile, the driver brought Genevieve back to the hotel. Genevieve guessed that her pregnancy

and the winter were what made her sleepy, for sleep almost overcame her in the car when she was

dealing with matters on her phone. By the time she returned to the hotel, she swiftly went to the bed. A

long while passed after that when the phone on the bedside table rang. It was a call from the reception.

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The receptionist said, “Ms. Rachford, Ms. Jane has asked someone to send something to our

reception. Would you like me to send it upstairs to you?” Genevieve’s sleepiness slowly dissipated at

that as she muttered, “Yes, thank you.” After taking a glance at her phone, she realized that she had

been sleeping from noon until after five in the evening. The sky outside was starting to darken, and

Christmas carols could be heard. Other than the work-related messages that Bertilla had sent to her,

she had also received a message from Jane half an hour ago. Jane’s aunt was buried in the morning,

so the Faulkners had many things to busy away about. Moreover, Jane could not leave the house, so

she sent someone to send the Christmas gift to Genevieve instead. Genevieve thanked her. Just as

she went out of the bedroom, someone rang the doorbell. After opening the door, she took a shopping

bag from the hotel staff. There was a Santa Claus doll and a Christmas hat inside the bag, along with a

gift box.

Genevieve then undid the lace on the gift box, guessing that Jane had probably gifted her with a

brooch or something similar. To her surprise, a dark green music box was inside the gift box. It was

made of wood, and it looked handmade. When Genevieve opened the lid, a figurine of a pretty girl with

a violin in her hands popped out. After she twisted the wind-up key at the side, the girl began playing

the violin, and soft music played. Genevieve loved trinkets like these, so she fell in love with the gift

right away. The night was still young, so Genevieve changed her clothes before rushing to the mall,

planning to get a Christmas gift for Jane as well. Then, she asked someone to send it to the Faulkner

residence. Just as she returned to the hotel, Jack came back. He came down from the jeep that he

went on at noon, and he seemed like he was in a good mood. When he saw Genevieve by the doorway

of the hotel, he hurriedly walked over and took off his gloves for her to put on. “Why aren’t you staying

in the hotel?”

“Jane gave me a Christmas gift, so I went out to buy one for her in return,” she replied. It was then Jack

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recalled that it was Christmas Eve. He smiled and asked, “Did you prepare anything for me?” No. Such

a thought has never crossed my mind. Seeing that Genevieve remained silent, Jack leaned over and

gently said, “It’s fine even if you didn’t prepare anything. You’re the best Christmas gift I’ve ever

received.” Genevieve continued to remain silent. “You must be hungry. Let’s go and have dinner.” Jack

then held Genevieve’s hand and walked over to the car by the roadside. He had reserved a spot at a

famous Ferropenian restaurant. Once the two were in their seats, a server walked over with a cart, and

a bouquet of roses was on the cart.

However, it was no ordinary bouquet of roses. The rosebuds had been removed, and every stalk of

rose had a diamond as large as a pigeon’s egg in it. There were dozens of shiny diamonds in pink,

blue, green, and other colors. In fact, even the chandelier above their heads dulled in comparison.

Genevieve stared at the beautiful yet extravagant roses. She wondered why Jack loved diamonds so

much, for he kept getting diamonds for her. As Jack handed Genevieve the diamond roses, he uttered,

“Merry Christmas Eve, Genev.” Genevieve softly hummed in response before taking it. As she stared at

the brilliant diamonds in the roses, she was reminded of the green roses Armand had brought home

the other night. With that thought in her mind, her eyes dulled.

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