My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 801

Harry lifted his right hand, and it was as if he could still feel the warmth in his palm. He then clenched his fist to try

to keep the warmth there.

After that, he whipped out his phone from under his pillow and made a call.

The next morning, right after Genevieve ordered takeout, Amanda called and grumbled, “Mommy, didn't you say

you were going to have a picnic with Lucian and me? You can't go back on your word like Daddy.”

“Uncle Cooper will bring you guys, okay?” Genevieve comforted Amanda. “I need to take care of a patient.”

“Will you abandon Lucian and me and run away?”

Genevieve was amused. “No. Once the patient feels better and doesn't need me, I'll come back and make it up to

you guys, okay?’

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"All right, then.”

After the call ended, the food arrived. Genevieve brought the food to the hospital to visit Harry. When she arrived,

he was already awake, and he looked better than the night before.

“Hi, Genevieve,” Harry greeted. His hair beside his temples was curled up, and he looked rather cute.

Genevieve raised the hospital bed, took out the broth she ordered for him, and blew on it before feeding it to him.

“Harry, do you remember how you rode the motorcycle?” she asked tentatively.

“I do.” Harry swallowed the food in his mouth and continued, “That day, I was riding the motorcycle along Riverdale

Street. There, I saw a luxurious car driving fast, and it suddenly ramped into the guardrail and crashed. I quickly

called the emergency hotline. I wanted to go over to see if the driver was okay, but I didn't know there was oil on

the road. My motorcycle skidded, and I fell.”

Harry's story was the same as what the police said. The authorities said that they did receive a call. So it was Harry

who called them.

“After you fell, did you see the person inside the Maybach?” Genevieve asked anxiously.

Harry gave it some thought before shaking his head. “After I fell, I was in a lot of pain. The back of my head was

throbbing with pain. I saw a bit of the car before passing out.”

He then lowered his head and said in a remorseful tone, “I was so careless. If I had noticed the oil on the road, I

wouldn't have fallen down. I should've waited until the police arrive before checking on the person.”

Other people might not even have cared about what they saw on the road. Not only did Harry call the police right

after the accident, but he also tried to help the driver. If not for Harry's call, the police might only know about the

accident after a long time.

Seeing how he was blaming himself, Genevieve comforted him, “It's all right. You've already done very well.”

Seeing the expression on Genevieve's face, Harry asked cautiously, “Genevieve, why did you ask me that? Do you

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know the person driving the Maybach?”

Although Charice wasn't a good mother, that's all in the past. There's no need to drag Harry into it, so I'm not going

to tell him about his mother's identity.

Pursing her lips, Genevieve uttered in a sad tone, “Yes. He's my man. He's the father of both my children.”

Harry looked surprised. “Have the police not found him yet?”

“Not yet. They found his car, and that's it.” Genevieve thought Harry would see something after he had fallen off

the slope. He should've seen Armand, but he didn't...

At that point, Genevieve was getting more and more anxious because they still couldn't fmd Armand.

Before leaving the hospital, Genevieve employed a nurse to look after Harry. However, less than three hours later,

she received a call from the nurse saying that Harry was refusing to eat, and his condition was worsening.

Genevieve got the nurse to pass the phone to Harry. Letting out a sigh, she said to him, “Harry, how are you going

to get better if you don't eat?”

“Genevieve, you told me you would be here to keep me company for a few days, no? In the end, you left in the

morning. Is it because... I'm no longer useful to you?” Harry grumbled.

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