My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 197

Chapter 197 Let Her Feel The Pain

Upon hearing the doctor’s words, Patrick held his breath. “Can it be cured?”

“No, this kind of damage is irreversible.” The doctor shook his head and gave him a cruel answer. “She might never be able to hear with her left ear again.”

The damage was permanent.

It was evident how hard Marilyn smacked Genevieve in the face.

After leaving the private hospital, Patrick brought Genevieve to a restaurant for lunch before returning to the hotel where they had stayed the night before.

Next, he took the fake identification card and said to Genevieve before heading out, “I’m going out to buy ship tickets and take care of some matters. I may not get back until after midnight. You must remain in the room, Genev. Just switch the TV on if you want to watch something. If you require anything, contact the hotel front desk. This place is safe.”

In addition to being very good at hiding his whereabouts, Patrick was also skilled at setting traps. If he was determined to remain undetected by the Ministry of National Security, no one could find him.

That’s why he was so bold as to leave Genevieve by herself in the hotel.

The woman merely nodded without prodding further.

After Patrick walked away, she slouched on the chair, her eyes filled with emptiness. Nobody knew what was going through her head.

Since she had no appetite, she remained in the same position until the evening without feeling hungry.

Later, when the room was too quiet and it was completely dark outside, she turned on the TV to add some background noise.

While she was changing the TV channels, she stumbled upon a live broadcast of a charity dinner. A scream suddenly came from behind as the attractive hostess was speaking.

“M-Mr. Wood was killed!”

She continued to watch the news while curled up in the chair. As she was drifting off to sleep, she faintly heard a knock on the door.

In an instant, she jolted awake, rushed to the door, and peered through the peephole to see Patrick standing outside.

Subsequently, she opened the door to let him in.

Patrick was still wearing the same clothes that he had on before leaving the hotel. Nothing out of the ordinary was visible on his face other than a slight hint of fatigue in his eyes.

As soon as he walked in, he noticed that the trash can and table were both spotless. He could not help but frown and turn to face Genevieve. “You haven’t eaten since the afternoon?”

Instead of answering, Genevieve handed over her phone. On the screen was a message that read: Marilyn’s father is dead.

“Yes. I killed him.” The man’s tone was flat, and a cold glint flashed across his eyes. “Back when we were in Springwyn, I called Marilyn to warn her that if she ever dared to lay her hands on you again, I wouldn’t let her off the hook easily. Since she’s to blame for the deafness in your left ear, I’ll make her feel the pain of losing her loved one.”