My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 561

She remembered Bruce living in the building in front of hers, but she forgot which level it was. Thus, she sent him a text to ask about it.

When Bruce opened the door, she saw him dressed in an apron, which made him look rather charming. “You should join a cooking show, You’ll definitely get tons of views,” Gencvieve commented.

“I’m not interested in variety shows.” Bruce smiled faintly and opened the door wider to let her

1. in.

It was her second visit to liis house. This time, she naturally took out the slippers from the cabinet and put them on before handing him the bottle of red wine. “I’m not going to cat for frec.”

Pointing at the bottle of wine in the bag, she said, “It costs one hundred and eighty thousand. It should be worth exchanging for lunch, right?”

Bruce could not resist chuckling. “That’s more than enough.”

Genevieve followed him into the borderless kitchen and noticed the spread of ingredients on the kitchen counter.

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“I went to the supermarket to get some vegetables, and it took up too much time,” explained Bruce. At the same time, he took out a piece of cake from the refrigerator and gave it to her. It was from Unique. “Here, you can have some dessert first.”

“I bought a cake from the same shop this morning, too.” Genevieve placed the box on the kitchen counter and opened it. “Huh?”

It was the two-layered chocolate cake.

Turning her head, she said to Bruce, “This shop’s two-layered chocolate cake is amazing. I wanted to buy it today, but the staff said it’s only made by their boss. How did you get it?”

“I bought it on the way back from the supermarket,” Bruce said, his eyes twinkling.

Genevieve said with envy, “You’re so lucky to be able to buy the dessert made personally by their boss. Well, I won’t disturb you anymore. I’ll wait in the living room.”

Grinning, she carried the piece of cake to the living room and ate it while watching a drama.

Genevieve had minor insomnia. It would usually take her a long time tossing in bed before she finally fell asleep. However, the couch emanated a faint woody fragrance, which smelled just like

Bruce.

It allowed a person to fall asleep casily.

The couch was too comfortable that Genevieve fell asleep without realizing it.,

When Bruce was done cooking, he called out to Genevieve, telling her lunch was ready. Ilowever,

there was no response. Thus, he went to the living room, only to find Gencvicvc had fallen asleep.

He slowly approached her and placed a blanket over her:

Watching her sleeping soundly, he leaned over and planted a light kiss on her lips. Only then did he move away reluctantly.

Genevieve’s cyclashes fluttered. When she opened her eyes, Bruce’s face, which was close to hers,

came into her view.

Bruce had a gentle gaze, and his eyes sparkled with emotions.

Feeling her heart skip a beat, she quickly sat up on the couch and turned her head away to avoid meeting his gaze. “Is lunch ready?”

“Yes.” As Bruce pulled away the strands of hair that were stuck to the corner of her mouth, his fingers accidentally brushed her lips.

Genevieve stiffened, but he got up and walked away as if nothing happened.

She then placed the blanket on the couch, wanting to get up to have lunch. Suddenly, she felt a warm and moist feeling between her legs. She quickly snatched the blanket over and covered her legs frantically.

Oh my goodness. I‘m only here to eat. I can‘t believe an accident happened.

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Bruce, who was taking the utensils to the dining room, noticed Genevieve still had not gone over. He asked in puzzlement, “What’s wrong? Are your legs numb from sleeping too long?”

“No.” Genevieve glanced at the couch. It was made of fabric instead of leather. Oh no. This is bad.

Hence, Bruce went over. He seemed to have understood the situation when he saw the blanket on her legs and the way she sat motionless in a specific posture.

Plastering a smile on his face, he uttered, “It’s fine. I can just clean the couch if it’s stained.”

“Can I take the blanket with me?” Genevieve was dressed in a greyish-pink fishtail skirt. A tiny stain would look extremely obvious on her outfit.

“Ms. Rachford, it’s not convenient for you to return like this.” Bruce pointed at the corridor on the side. “There’s a guest room there. Why don’t you take a bath while I go over to your house to get you some fresh clothes?”

Right then, Genevieve pictured herself walking down the corridor outside. There were even surveillance cameras in the elevator. Hence, it would indeed be a little embarrassing to walk around with a blanket around her.

Taking out an elevator access card, she handed it to Bruce and told him the password to her electronic lock.

Genevieve did not get up from the couch until Bruce left.

The couch was dark brown, but the part where the stain scepcd in was quite obvious. Grabbing a piece of wet wipe, she wiped it bricily before going to the guest room.

The room was bright and clean. There was even a new towel and other toiletrics in the bathroom.

Genevieve removed licr clothes, put them aside, and took a hot shower. By the time she was done, Bruce was back with lict cloilies and son pads.

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