My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 720

Genevieve threw the broken pieces onto the table and took a tissue to wipe the blood off her finger.

“Jack told me once that Helt Corporation is corrupted from top to bottom. The departments inside the

company itself are complicated for they are all headed by members of the same family. Your father had

always let all of that slide. If it weren't for him working together with others to attack Helt Corporation

and became the official person in charge of the corporation, moreover wiping it clean of those...” she

trailed off. “With your father's incompetence, not just the company, the entire Helt family might have

fallen along with him.”

A mocking smile crept up Lilian's face as she listened to Genevieve's words. “I thought that it was

because I was dumb that I made things so much easier for Jack. Now it seems that you are just like

me. I've seen firsthand how quickly he acquired Helt Corporation. I've also realized how cunning of a

man he was.”

As she spoke, she fished out a document that was hidden behind the couch and gave it to Genevieve.

“Whatever Jack wants, whatever Jack gets. If he can't get it, he would rather destroy it himself. Even if

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he loves you, he would never let another man have you if he couldn't.”

Genevieve flipped open the documents and read through them multiple times. On the two pieces of

paper wrote Curb, emotion.

It was something that could suppress one's emotions and even erase the burning passion within one's

heart. If one ever came to the point where they would rather lose everything for love, the drug would

also take away their life just as ruthlessly.

At first, Genevieve could not really understand the document, however, when she compared it with

Methamphetamine, she instantly understood.

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Ice could kill one silently as they were in excitement. Curb.emotion could do the same.

Genevieve thought back to when she told Johanna that she did not love Armand. Johanna had a look

of shock on her face when she heard the former. “Didn't you leave Jack and be burdened with so much

just because of Mr. Faulkner? There's no way you don't love him.”

She was right. There was no way Genevieve did not love Armand.

She could not remember the reason why she fell in love with Armand. When she thought about the

memories that they had together, Genevieve felt as though she did not love him that deeply. Her heart

was calm whenever she was near him.

Now she realized that it was because she had been injected with Curb.emotion. It was a drug that

suppressed her love for him.

With her fingers tightly gripping the document, she stared at the lengthy combination of alphabets as

she recalled the moments when she interacted with Bruce. There were many times when his actions

resembled Armand's.

On New Year's Day, she had run down the stairs to hug him, but his face had turned pale, and he

seemed to be in a state of shock.

He was Armand.

He wasn't dead, but he had used another way to appear by her side, to make her fall in love with him

again.

He knew.

Tears started to form in Genevieve's eyes as she recalled the memories from ages ago. She

remembered him cooking in the kitchen. She remembered how they danced together in the living room.

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She remembered the time when they went to the skating rink together.

His eyes had always been filled with love and affection along with a strong desire to kiss her.

Such beautiful memories came as poison to Genevieve, causing her heart to start aching painfully. It

started to beat uncontrollably.

When Lilian noticed Genevieve clutching her heart with a look of pain on her face, she quickly snatched

a cup of coffee and smashed it down on Genevieve's head. She then rushed over to the bar to grab a

bottle of whiskey before bringing it to Genevieve's lips and forcing her to drink it.

The burn of the booze made Genevieve feel as though her body was burning up. Even so, the pain in

her heart seemed to subside a lot.

Genevieve harshly pushed Lilian away. She bent over and started coughing violently.

Her head had not been split open by the cup, but it was still throbbing painfully. Her hair smelt like

coffee while her clothes were drenched with the stench of whiskey. She looked absolutely wretched.

Genevieve grabbed a tissue to wipe the remaining alcohol off her face. “Even if I didn't die from the

pain, I would have been choked to death from the alcohol.”

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