My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 715

Chapter 715

They met in a luxury retail store.

Timothy, who was initially irritable, did not want to enter the store, but when he saw Johanna and her companion coming toward him from a distance, he strode quickly to catch up with Charlotte and snaked his arm casually around her waist.

Charlotte stiffened and refrained from aiming a kick at him. “Don't hug me. It's uncomfortable.”

“I'm your father's 'son-in-law,' aren't I?”

Charlotte did not know how to react. She only realized what Timothy was doing when she saw the two familiar figures coming toward them and chuckled to herself.

They entered the store with Timothy's arm still intimately wrapped around Charlotte. A retail assistant hurried over to greet them.

“Pick whatever you like, Lottie. Money is no object,” Timothy declared before taking a seat on the bench so Charlotte could shop in peace.

"All right!” She took him at his word. Pointing at whatever caught her fancy, Charlotte soon picked out a small mountain of apparel.

The retail assistant almost fainted from excitement as the bill approached the six-figure mark.

Acting as if she did not know Timothy, Johanna entered the store with Genevieve without so much as a sideways glance. She tried on two tops and a pair of shoes before going to the cashier to pay.

Timothy came over and held out his card. “Use this.”

“That won't be necessary. As clothes are something personal, I don't like others footing my bill.” Johanna smacked his hand aside.

The card fell to the ground.

Johanna was taken aback. She was about to squat down when Timothy bent over first to pick up his card. After placing it back into his wallet, he turned around to leave.

Johanna collected her purchase that had been packaged by the cashier and departed the store with Genevieve. She did not look at Timothy the entire time.

Charlotte was overjoyed to witness Timothy's downcast expression. “I've picked out the clothes, Mr. Jensen. Pay up!” she chirped with her chin in the air.

“My money is reserved for my wife and kids,” Timothy snapped. “Who are you to spend it?”