My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 870

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Chapter 870

Genevieve asked, “Why didn't he tell me?”

“Mr. Faulkner would rather let you think he abandoned his family than let you see him die,” Steven answered. “He didn't want to tell you because Sally was Ethan's girlfriend. She loved Ethan, and she was very ruthless. Mr. Faulkner was afraid that she would hurt you after she learned that he loves you.”

It was a valid concern because Sally was ruthless. She got mad just because she saw Armand and Genevieve kiss at the airport. It was what prompted her to attack Specter Corporation.

Steven continued, “Mr. Faulkner truly loves you, Mrs. Faulkner. He wants to live very badly so he can be with you. That's why he agreed to Ethan's proposal. However, that meant he couldn't stay with you. Last night, when you fell into the sea, he almost went mad. If anything happened to you, he probably would've wrung the life out of Sally himself.”

When Genevieve thought about how Armand became someone else's tool and still tried to take care of her, she buried her face in her palms.

Then, as she thought about how she misunderstood him, argued with him, and even slapped him, she wept. “He should've told me. How can he hide such an important thing from me? Does he think I won't feel sad or heartbroken after I learn the news of his death?”

“Mr. Faulkner didn't tell you anything because he was worried you would do something extreme. Lucian and Mandy are only five years old. If they lose their father, they can't lose their mother too.” Steven then scooped a spoonful of oatmeal for her. “Have some oatmeal. It won't taste as good if it goes cold.”

After wiping her tears away, Genevieve grabbed the spoon and started eating.

The more she ate, the more tears welled in her eyes and dropped into the oatmeal.

Seeing how she was crying, he sighed and rubbed his eyebrows. “I should've let Mr. Faulkner tell you this himself. Watching you cry makes me very uncomfortable.”

The reason he told her all that was because he was worried Genevieve was going to misunderstand Armand again.

She continued to wipe her tears away with tissue papers as she ate. “Where is he?”