My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 763

As the man pounced on her, Genevieve slammed onto the ground. Excruciating pain shot up her right

arm.

The man tore at her clothes while sniggering away.

Hans' gang was evil. They promised a safe return after receiving the ransom, but everything else

wasn't guaranteed.

Right then, Genevieve also recalled that the kidnapped daughter of the wealthy businessman had been

violated during captivity.

Alas, the wealthy businessman could only swallow the humiliation. If he were to pursue the matter, his

daughter might be targeted by the kidnappers again.

Not only were Genevieve's hands bound tightly, but her right arm was also dislocated. Therefore, she

couldn't struggle at all.

At the sight of that scene, Harry promptly charged over, wanting to use his body to knock the man

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away. However, he wasn't the latter's match at all. With a single blow, the man sent him flying far away.

Seizing that opportunity, Genevieve watched for her chance. She snapped her head up and bit the

man's ear hard.

The man wailed in pain. Forcefully yanking her away, he slapped her across the face. Then, he seized

her neck ruthlessly with a hand while jerking at her jeans with the other.

“Don't touch her!” Harry roared. He scrambled up from the ground and rushed at the man once more.

Noticing that he resembled a furious little beast, the man cursed. He dropped his hold on Genevieve

and swung his fist at Harry's face.

After Harry had been pummeled for a while, a burst of violence abruptly exploded from within him. His

hands broke free from the loosened ropes, and he punched the man in the face. Pinning the latter to

the ground, he rained blows on him.

“Didn't I tell you not to touch her? Yet, you didn't listen!”

With every hit at the man, the violence emanating from Harry intensified. His eyes were scarlet like

those of a vampire's.

Even the man, who lived on the edge every day, grew terrified. Fear showed in his eyes.

Grabbing the man's right hand, Harry twisted it viciously. Before the man could wail in agony, he took

another hit to the face. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and he passed out cold.

Warm blood splattered into Harry's eyes. He lifted his hands and rubbed his eyes, sensing his mind

clearing significantly.

Turning around, he saw Genevieve, who was lying on the ground, gaping at him blankly. He was

likewise stupefied for a few seconds before realizing that his hands were stained with blood and his

body reeked of the coppery smell.

As he stared at his bloodstained hands, his face suddenly went pale. “I... I killed someone...”

“No, he's still alive. Besides, he's a heinous kidnapper. It's fine even if you had killed him.” Afraid that

he would suffer a breakdown, Genevieve endured the pain and consoled him.

She merely had a vague sense that she had once seen a similar burst of violence as the one Harry just

displayed. That was why she was stunned earlier.

She then called him over to help untie her.

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“Genevieve, are you... afraid of me?” Harry's face was still pale, and there was a hint of crimson at the

corners of his eyes. He resembled a wounded kitten, weak and pitiful.

“I would've been doomed if it weren't for you just now. How could I possibly be afraid of you? You're my

hero,” Genevieve stated gently.

His eyelashes quivering, Harry buried his head in her shoulder.

Genevieve knew that his nerves had been stretched taut from being kidnapped and locked in the small

shed. Now that he thought he had accidentally killed someone, his psychological barrier was close to

collapsing.

Ultimately, he was a child who had just reached adulthood.

After wriggling out of the rope, she used her uninjured left hand to stroke the back of his neck and

comforted him softly.

At that precise moment, the faint sounds of a fight drifted in from outside.

In no time, the unlocked iron door was pushed open, and a man strode in. Only after seeing that

Genevieve was fine did the murderous intent and urgency in his eyes gradually recede.

Meeting his gaze, Genevieve recognized him at once. “I'm fine. It's just that my right hand seems to

have been broken.”

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