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My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 543
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Chapter 543

After driving away from the hospital, Genevieve glanced at Bruce through the rear view mirror. He was

wearing a black short-sleeved shirt with a letter on it. Even then, the black choker was still around his

neck.

Curious, she queried, “Why do you like wearing that choker? Is it an accessory?”

“No, it’s to conceal the scar on my neck,” Bruce admitted.

“What kind of scar would be at the neck?” Genevieve grew all the more curious,

All of a sudden, something occurred to her. She stole another peek at the man through the rear view

mirror

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“I read on the news that you were in low spirits for some time after losing the court case against your

girlfriend and seemingly developed depression. Don’t tell me you lost your mind and inflicted harm on

yourself?”

“Yeah.” Bruce stretched his hands to the back of his neck, seemingly wanting to remove the black

choker. “Would you like to see the scar, Ms. Rachford?”

“No!” Genevieve hastily stopped him from doing so.

In much embarrassment, she murmured, “Pardon my slip of the tongue earlier. I wasn’t deliberately

reopening old wounds.”

“It’s okay. All that has long since passed.” As Bruce spoke, he coughed again. Following that, he

wound down the car window fully for the air to ventilate, lest Genevieve got infected.

Soon, the car arrived at Regality Gardens.

There were few condominiums in Regality Gardens, and the condominium in which Bruce resided

happened to be right in front of Genevieve’s condominium.

Genevieve initially intended to leave after dropping the man off at the building entrance.

However, Bruce swayed slightly on his feet when alighting from the car, seemingly very much unwell.

Thus, she decided to go the extra mile and went over to support him, entering the condominium with

him.

When Genevieve/saw him swiping his access card for the twenty-third floor, she asked, “Did you buy

this condominium?”

In response, Bruce lamented helplessly, “How could I afford it when it’s so expensive? One of my

classmates is very rich. He has gone abroad to work, so he’s lending me his condominium for the time

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being.”

“In that case, that classmate of yours is pretty nice,” Genevieve commented with a smile.

The size of Bruce’s unit was similar to Genevieve’s unit, but the overall decor was exceedingly simple.

Everything was in black and gray tones,

It was a style only mature men favored and didn’t suit Bruce at all.

Noticing that Bruce seemed moments away from collapsing, Genevieve told him to go and rest in the

living room. She, on the other hand, looked around the place. When she found the pantry, she boiled a

pot of water.

A few minutes later, she made her way to the living room with a glass of hot water in hand. By then, the

man was lying on the couch, his face slightly flushed.

Snagging the box of medicine on the coffee table, she couldn’t help grumbling, “Why didn’t you stay in

the hospital if you’re feeling so ill? Having an IV drip is far better than taking medicine.”