My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand) novel Chapter 194

Chapter 194 I Am Not Crazy
Patrick nodded and carried Genevieve into the car. Soon, he drove out of the tunnel.
As for Cooper, he got into his car, made a turn, and crashed into the police car that gave chase.
Not long after Patrick drove his car away, he received a call from Steven.
“Patrick, didn’t I ask you to stay in Uron?” As soon as he picked up the call, Steven reproached him furiously, “How dare you return to the country secretly? You even brought Genevieve away! Are you crazy?”
“I’m not. You’re the one who’s crazy, Steven,” Patrick responded. “Steven, I know you’re working for Armand, but you’re a human. The same goes for Genev. How can you guys do that? Don’t you think it’s cruel to toy with someone like that?”
“Patrick Sullivan!” Steven could no longer suppress his anger. “You can’t settle anything between Mr. Faulkner and her! Don’t meddle in this matter. Hurry up and send Genevieve back.”
“Steven, this is my last time treating you as my brother. Thank you for everything.” Patrick disconnected the call and tossed his phone out of the window.
Genevieve did not understand anything in the earlier phone conversation between Cooper and Patrick, and she remained confused about the argument between Patrick and Steven. It felt like she was clueless about a lot of things.
Leaning closer to the driver’s seat, she patted Patrick on the shoulder to ask him something.
However, she could not do so as her vocal cords were injured.
When Patrick felt her touch, he looked over his shoulder. Upon perceiving the anxious look on her face, he was reminded of how everyone kept her in the dark as if she were a fool, and his heart was racked with pain.
“Genev, I know you have a lot of things you want to ask me, but now is not the time yet.” Patrick comforted her gently, “Trust me. I won’t hurt you. I’ll tell you everything after we get to a safer place.”
Genevieve had always remembered him as a carefree and mischievous man who was a little sharp-tongued at times.
It was her first time seeing him talk in that tone and wear such an expression.
Upon hearing his words, she did not ask anything further and nodded before sitting back in the backseat.
Patrick drove out the highway and headed to a village at the roadside, where he found a house with a car and used cash to purchase a small Chevrolet van from that family.
Then, he left the village and drove toward a secluded area. After taking out the special dye from his backpack, he applied it to both his and Genevieve’s bodies. At last, he put on a wig for her.
A few minutes later, he managed to turn her into a woman with wrinkles and freckles all over her face. Besides, he even prepared a fake ID card that matched her current look.
Not only had Patrick disguised both of them into someone else, but he also modified the Chevrolet van. Soon after, he drove onto the highway again with Genevieve.
When they approached the toll station, Genevieve, who sat in the front passenger seat, realized that there were two police standing at each exit of the toll. They were checking each car that was leaving strictly.
“Don’t worry. They won’t find out anything,” Patrick declared confidently.
After their car arrived at an exit of the toll station, a police officer walked over to check their ID cards. Patrick handed them to the police officer calmly, letting the latter scrutinize them as he pleased.
The police officer took a few glances at Genevieve, who was sitting in the front passenger seat.
Perhaps because Patrick was too skillful at disguising, the police officer could not see anything suspicious with them, so he soon handed the ID cards back to him and permitted them to leave.
Genevieve turned around and looked out of the window in a daze.
The police arrived at the highway exit in such a short time. I guess all the police from Jadeborough are trying to arrest me now. How about Armand? What is he doing now? Will he think I was the one who killed Grandma?
Very quickly, the car entered the highway and drove into Baykeep. Finally, the two arrived at the city center of Baykeep at around one o’clock in the morning.
Patrick avoided the surveillance cameras on the road and sold the Chevrolet van to the wrecking yard. After watching the van get destroyed in the yard, he brought Genevieve to stay in a hotel.
He pulled out a chair, sat down, and opened a bottle of water for Genevieve. “Genev, it has been quite a long time. You still can’t speak yet?”
She nodded as she took over the bottle of water.
“Give me a moment.” Patrick walked out of the room again. A few minutes later, he returned with a bag of snacks and a full-screen smartphone for her.
As soon as she switched on the phone, she launched the notepad and typed: Patrick, what’s going on?