My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 304

Chapter 304 Crawl Out Yourself

Genevieve looked forward to taking a nap on her long-deserved break.

Yet, the thought of Armand falling when he attempted to get into his wheelchair replayed over and over in her mind. She tossed and turned in bed and failed to fall into a deep sleep.

Eventually, she snuck off to the gym and quietly cracked the door open.

She saw Armand holding himself upright using a set of parallel bars. His legs were weak, and he could hardly stand. Instead, he was using his arms to hold himself up, and his knuckles had turned white from the effort.

He took several minutes to walk one step. His forehead dripped with sweat.

Genevieve watched as Armand suddenly fell down while trying to take a second step.

Instinctively, she wanted to rush into the room to support him. Still, she held herself back and watched as he fumbled for the parallel bars and slowly got to his feet.

Her heart twisted with pain while she observed his struggles.

Anyone, even a grown man, would have dissolved into a complete breakdown if they lost the ability to walk.

Yet, Armand merely gritted his teeth and returned to the grind instead of throwing a tantrum.

Genevieve could not bear to watch without helping and closed the gym door. She quickly sent Timothy a message.

Genevieve: How long should each rehabilitation session last?

Timothy replied quickly: He just woke up, so I wouldn’t advise him to train for too long. Once he completes his session, remember to massage his legs for him so his muscles can relax.

Genevieve: Can you help me hire a nurse? I’ll pay on daily basis.

Timothy: Your dear husband wouldn’t want one even if it’s free. You know how he is. Just do it yourself.

His reply frustrated Genevieve. I don’t want to take care of him at all!

She asked a housekeeper to prepare a cup of coffee for her. Then, she headed to the study to settle some work.

When the alarm on her phone rang, she headed to the gym and knocked on the door before entering.

Armand’s cotton loungewear was soaked from his efforts in learning to walk again.

Sweat streamed down his face and dripped onto his collar.