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My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 525
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On the walls hung a few paintings. Most of them were of the same young lady.

Only the one nearest to the living roomhach a couple in weeling anire within its frame

Given that jack lud grown uploy luis mother’s side, de naturally recognized the young and beautiful

woman. Nonetheless, he simply observed it with a smirk.

Ammand then handed him a letter.

When Jack received the letter and opened it to read, Armand put the old metal box on the display

cabinct before calmly explaining, “Anong Grandpa’s children, my father was his favorite. As he wanted

Father to take over his position, he forbade Father from being together with Ms. Valentine

Despite his love for her, my father had no choice but to break up with her. Subsequently, he arranged

for her to be attacked and faked her death in a car accident. He then sinuggled her overseas. hoping to

reunite with her once the dust had settled. Unfortunately. Ms. Valentine disappeared on the way

there…”

When Armand first discovered the manor, he was surprised that his father would buy it as a gift for

him.

Later on, he learned that he wasn’t the intended recipient. Instead, it was Charice.

When he first arrived, he found a letter written by his father in the study lipstairs. In that letter, his father

had penned down everything that happened between him and Charice, along with the reason why they

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broke up.

As the faded piece of paper wasn’t long, Jack finished reading it in no time.

However, the helplessness, longing, and pain contained in the letter reminded Jack of his miserable

days when he was young

With an emotionless face, he tore the letter to pieces and threw them at Armand.

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Jack’s kaze was icy. While the tone of his voice was brutal. “I don’t want to know how pitiful he was. All

I know is that he’s a coward, proven by how lic left my mom. No matter what his circumstances were,

what he did was wrong!”

Armand removed the fragments of paper from his clothes and said in a low voice, “My father las always

stood by Ms. Valentine, but he is still a nember of the Faulkner faunily and the son that my grandpa put

all his lopies on.

“Even though Father wanted to clope with Ms. Valentine, they could not escape. Even if they managed

to get out of Xedells, they wouldn’t have successfully left Chanaca.

“If Grandpa caught them, he would use Ms. Valentine’s life to threaten Father. Perhaps he would even

take her life to compel my father’s obedience.”

Armand had grown up in the Faulkner family, and he knew everything about Ayden’s brutal methods.

Ayden was obsessed with controlling his clan and luis company. No one and nothing could get in his

way. For the sake of his business, any of his children could be used as a bargaining chip.

There was not a single person who would not want to be with the love of their life.

Unfortunately, as children born in such a powerful clan, their fates were not of their own choosing.

When Armand was a child, he had once seen his outwardly stern, calm, and commanding father sit in

his study while weeping bitterly with his hands covering his face.

The thirty-year-old adult male was crying like a child.

When his father noticed that he was watching, the man placed him on his lap and told him gently,

“Armand, I hope that one day you will meet a girl, love her sincerely, and be willing to give up

everything for her. Love is not something that should be sacrificed for profit but rather something

beautiful worth pursuing.”

As a child, what the older man said had not meant much to him, but now he understood that his father

had wished the same thing would not happen to him.

Hearing that, Jack sneered, “You are Cesar’s son. Of course you are on his side.”

He then contimued, “Armand, you grew up with the Faulkner family, and you were born with a silver

spoon in your mouth. Do you know what my childhood was like?” He walked up to Armand and said

slowly, “Let me tell you. I had a drug addict and alcoholic for a father. When he was drunk, he would

abuse my mother by grabbing her by the hair and smashing her against the wall.

There were local laws. If a man abused a woman, she could get a divorce immediately without going to

court, but my mother couldn’t since she was an illegal refugce in Dartan, without any ID card or

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money.”

Jack only had to close his eyes, and the scenes of his mother suffering domestic abuse would

come back to him.

Countless times, he cried as he went forward to push away that drunkard, but he was just a child and

did not have the strength. The moment he came near enough, he would be kicked away.

Jack glared at Armand and spoke through grilled teeth. “Even an animal was better than that man. He

wanted to be promoted to the position of bank manager, so he brought some high ranking oflicers

home… I could only watch helplessly as those men lay on top of my mother.

Tell me. Armand. Don’t you think Cesar was a coward? Ile knew full well what type of family he was

born into and that his marriage could not be with a partner of his own choosing. If that was the case,

why did he woo my mother and tell her he loved her so much?”

As Jack spoke, le punched Armand in the face.

Armand did not dodge but received the full force of his punch.

“This letter that he wrote and the so-called love he proclaims to have for her are disgusting to me!” Jack

roared at him. “If he cared about my mother, he should have remained by her side and not sent her

abroad!”

Silently, Armand brushed away the blood from the corner of his lips.

He had not the slightest idea what had happened between his father and Charice. All the while, he had

thought that he was Isabella’s son.

It was only much later that he found out everything.

Jack laughed when he looked at the subdued Armand. “Aren’t you going to defend your father?”