My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 223

Chapter 223 Why Are You Smashing It

Maria had been working as a housekeeper for the Rachford family ever since she was young and had been staying by Genevieve’s side for years to take care of her. Wrinkles had since grown around her eyes, and her hair had turned white.

Maria had reached the age where she was nearing death.

When Genevieve was a kid, she would hug Maria and cry and whine at her. That was the second time Maria had cried in front of her, but she was unmoved. Her gaze was cold.

Genevieve crouched down in front of Maria and used a piece of tissue to wipe her tears away. “Maria, you began working for my mom when she married my dad, and even now, you still regard me as Ms. Rachford. You have always seen yourself as a member of the Rachford family and claimed that you never wanted to hurt me. Yet, you attacked me… twice.”

Maria’s entire being trembled. “Ms. Rachford—”

“If you truly had no desire to hurt me, you would’ve told me about how someone had threatened you. You should’ve done that the second it happened, and I would’ve helped you deal with the issue. But you didn’t come to me. You were worried about your grandson, and you didn’t trust me.

“Maria, you know that I have no one else. I have always seen you as family, and everyone close to you is important to me as well. I even said that I would earn enough money so that I could take good care of you and buy you a house where you could live comfortably in retirement. Yet, you’ve been treating me as an outsider.”

Every single word stabbed Maria’s heart. She regretted what she had done and was drowning in guilt. She cried so much that even her wrinkles were trembling, and there was nothing she could say to refute Genevieve’s words.

She’s right. The Rachford family has always been kind to me. Her mom even bought me a house. And how did I repay that kindness? I almost killed Genevieve…

“Someone once told me that a person should always bear the responsibility of their action. There is no point in apologizing at all,” said Genevieve. She handed the piece of tissue to Maria, then stood up. “Give me back the house my mom gave you and put it under my name, then turn yourself in at the police station.”

“Ms. Rachford…” Maria panicked. “I will do whatever you want me to do. All I ask is that you forgive me. I-I can’t go to jail.”

Genevieve simply responded by saying, “I want to hear the news that you’ve turned yourself in at the police station by one o’clock tomorrow. If you haven’t done that by then, I will go to them myself. Things will be so much worse for you, and you may have to spend years in prison, Maria.”

With that, she ignored Maria’s constant begging and entered the house, walking all the way to the pantry.