My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 636

Genevieve remembered the time when she had dropped Bruce off at Imperial Club a long time ago. At the time, he had crouclied down and spoke to her as he stood on the other side of the car window. Everything about him shone with maturity and wisdom.

Bruce‘s father is a professor at a university, but Bruce doesn‘have that bookish aura. Instead, he has a regal aura.It‘s strange 4 person‘s aura comes from the deepest part of their soul, and even a professional actor can‘t conceal it. regardless of how hard he worked and trained. It is just like how things are with the rich and beautiful Charlotte. Her ertraordinary presence makes her stand out among the crowd. She can effortlessly captivale everyone wherever she goes. The others will instantly see her as someone who comes from a rich family.

Bruce knew that Genevieve was complimenting him, but for some reason, he felt as though she were dissing him and calling him an elderly man. That made sense, though. “Bruce” was getting older.

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. “Is being mature and grounded a bad thing?”

“Not at all.” replied Genevieve. She loved having someone spoil her without being overly possessive. She could do what she wanted, and he wouldn’t cross the line by getting too involved.

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Genevieve smiled and caressed his face. “I bet you are the kind of man that would be a great boyfriend resembling a fatherly figure.”

Bruce raised his brows. “And exactly what kind of man is that?”

“The kind who is mature and grounded, but also loves and spoils his girlfriend.”

Bruce chuckled and tilted his head down to reward Genevieve with a kiss.

That was when the timer went off and prompted Bruce to put the yarn away to get lunch ready.

They spent the rest of the afternoon in a dark living room where the thick curtains were pulled Sitting on the couch, the duo watched a mystery film together.

Bruce had to go get some groccrics at around five o’clock, so Genevieve tacked alonu.

It was New Year’s Eve, so the supermarket was packed.

Genevieve scanned the surrounding for a bit before she inched closer to Bruce and whispered in a surprised manner. “Are you really that unpopular? Why is no one asking for a selfie or secretly snapping a picture of you?”

He was wearing a face mask and a liat at the time, so his face was hidden. Still, he was tall and had a unique aura, so his die-hard fans should still be able to recognize him even if they were a distance away. Genevieve had long been able to recognize him by his figure as well.

Bruce thought to himself, Well... Half of the people here are my bodyguards, so it‘s only natural that no one dares to mess with us.

Uhm… It’s weird, but this is kinda nice, right?” said Bruce. He put her hand in his pocket and

chuckled. “I get to shop freely with you.”

“That’s true.” If that hadn’t been the case, Genevieve would have been loo scared to hang out with him in public.

When they got home, Genevieve rolled up her sleeves to help Bruce cook, preparing a scrumptious meal for lunch.

Genevieve insisted on having brandy and got drunk after two drinks. She began talking nonsense and ended up dancing in the living room, rendering Bruce speechless yet amused at the same time.

She gestured for him to get closer to her and then wrapped her hands around his neck. In a seductive and uncouth tone, she ordered, “We’re going to bed now, and you’re going to satisfy me with your body.”

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Bruce massaged his templc helplessly. I really shouldn‘t have let her drink hard liquor. He coocd her after that. “Let’s do that later, okay? I got you a gift.”

“Is that so?” asked Genevieve mischievously. “Are you the gift?”

Bruce was speechless.

It took him a great effort to drag Genevieve away from him and have her wait patiently beside the window. After that, he put on his down jacket and left the house.

Genevieve waited for some time and became upset. She called him. “Are you out keeping some other woman’s company?”

“No.” He then instructed, “Close your eyes and count to ten.”

Genevieve murmured an affirmative reply, closed her eyes obediently, then counted to ten.

When she opened her eyes and looked out the window, a colorful and fiery firework brightened the dark sky; one came after another.

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