My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 637

Chapter 637

Beautiful fireworks overlapped in the sky and shonc brightly, turning the dark night into a sea of colors. After that, those fireworks turned into shimmering diamonds that danced slowly as they fell. The scene was brcathtaking.

Genevieve looked out the window and admired thc bcautiful fireworks that came one after another. Everything was so wonderful that she was at a loss for words.

That was when her phone vibrated. It was a message from Bruce.

Bruce texted: Do you like the fireworks?

Genevieve didn’t reply. She went into the closet and put on a down jacket. The moment the elevator reached the ground floor, she daslied out of it.

She made her way to the spot beside the artificial lake where the two of them had had a snow fight some time ago.

There, she saw a tall man standing in the distance. She ran to him. Bruce was stunned to see her there, but he later opened his arms to hold her tightly.

“It’s beautiful,” said Genevieve as she held him in her arms. She was happy when she said, “I’ve never seen fireworks that beautiful before.”

Bruce adjusted her down jacket for her, then took off his scarf to wrap it around her neck. “You could’ve replied to me via WhatsApp. Why did you run all the way here? It’s so cold out.”

Genevieve shook her head and insisted, “It’s not good enough to thank you via WhatsApp.”

After saying that, she stepped on his feet and tiptoed to kiss him sweetly.

Bruce put his arms around her waist and tilted his head down to kiss her back.

In the distance, the bell at the clock tower rang, signaling the passing of the day and the beginning of the new year.

Genevieve was panting a little as she pressed her forehead against his.

The man in front of her was funny and was an excellent chef. She loved everything about him, and he mesmerized her.

It was nice. She could be a childish kid without a care in the world when they were together.

The icy wind was brushing against her face, but Genevieve felt as though she had just downed a cup of hot cocoa. Every inch of her body was warm, and her heart thumped uncontrollably fast.

She caressed his face. Her breath carried a hint of the alcohol scent when she spoke in a foreign language. “You fascinate me.”

Her Frosan accent was perfect, and her eyes were filled with tenderness as she gazed at him.

Bruce grinned when he heard that. He kissed her again.

When he looked into her eyes, however, he recalled something crucial, and that turned him deathly pale. Right then, a sharp pain gripped Genevieve’s heart, and the pain suffocated her. Her entire body gave way, and she collapsed in his arms.

Genevieve’s illness didn’t act up as badly when they were at Golden Restaurant. It was much worse this time. She was pale and seemed to have dilliculty breathing

Bruce quickly fished out the medicine in his pocket and tried to put it into Genevieve’s mouth.

Unfortunately, her lips didn’t part. She gripped his shirt tightly, and before they knew it, she had tilted her head and gone unconscious in his arms.

“Genev?” called out Bruce. His heart was burning with anxiety when he called Steven.

After that, he put her on the ground and took off her down jacket before putting his ear by her chest. He almost went insane when he realized her heart had stopped beating.

Time and again, he told himself to remain calm and to administer emergency first aid to her.

Steven showed up soon after with some medical experts. One of the doctors had Bruce move aside. The former kneeled beside Genevieve after that.

“Get me the defibrillator now!”

Bruce watched as the team of medical experts set up a temporary tent quickly, and then they worked hard to rescue Genevieve. He stood there and stared intently at the tent. He didn’t dare to even move a muscle.

Steven glanced at the anxious Bruce, and he was heartbroken for the man. Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do. Steven didn’t even know what to say.