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My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 405

 

Soon, a server came over to whisper in Jack’s ear.

“Genev, it’s Christmas Eve tonight. Before we eat, I have another gift for you.” With that, Jack stood up.

He then walked to the stage in the center of the restaurant before sitting down in front of the piano and opening its lid.

Jack’s fingers danced across the keys as the classic Für Elise reverberated in the room.

Genevieve looked at the man in a black turtleneck and long hair that reached his shoulders as the light cast a glowing blanket on him.

He was quiet and elegant—he looked like he was a child of light. His extremely pretty face and beautiful green eyes would make anyone’s heart race.

The female patrons were all staring at him with wonder in their eyes. They wistfully thought, If I could get a kiss from him, I’d be fine with dying on the spot.

Once the last note was played, Jack placed his hands on the keys.

A few seconds later, the patrons in the restaurant returned to their senses and began clapping for him. Genevieve applauded his flawless performance as well.

When Jack came back, Genevieve said, “I never thought that you could play the piano as well as you could direct a movie.”

Jack shook his head and gazed at her. “I don’t like playing the piano. I only learned it because I wanted to play it for you. I remember that the antique shop across the street where we first met was playing Für Elise. It’s also the only classical piece I like.”

Jack could still remember the coldness of that fateful day. The temperature had been around forty-six degrees Fahrenheit below zero, and Bellridge had been snowing heavily.

Back then, he had lost everything and had been walking in a daze in the snow. When he could not walk anymore, he sat down beside a trash can. At that time, he thought, I’ll be better off ending this crappy life of mine. At least I won’t suffer anymore.

Then, he let the snow cover him.

Right as he was about to lose his consciousness, an umbrella was held above his head and stopped the snow from falling onto him.

“Are you okay?”

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