My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand)
Chapter 414 Not Expecting To See Him

When Genevieve regained consciousness, she realized she was in the hospital, wrapped up comfortably in a thick blanket.

She had just sat up when Jack came in with a food jar.

He hurried into the room when he realized she was awake.

Reaching out, he touched her forehead and confirmed she wasn't running a temperature. "Genev, do you feel unwell?"

Genevieve shook her head. She didn't expect to see him after waking up. "How did I end up in the hospital?"

"Someone left you in the suburb, and you passed out from the cold. Your limbs were freezing, and you also had a fever after being admitted to the hospital," Jack revealed.

Genevieve was taken aback to hear that.

I thought I heard Armand's voice before I fainted. Turns out it was Jack who found me first?

Recalling her babies, Genevieve scrambled out of bed.

Jack knew why she panicked and pushed her back into bed. "Lie down and don't move. Your babies are fine. The doctor didn't prescribe you any medicine that would harm your babies when you had a fever." He poured her a glass of warm water and fed her with a spoon.

After Genevieve drank some water, Jack took a piece of tissue paper and wiped the water away from her lips.

As her body tensed up, he chuckled. "Genev, you're my wife, so your babies are also mine. I love you all, so I don't mind that you're pregnant. I don't want you to go through another pregnancy in the future, so I shall leave everything I own to them."

Fear clawed up Genevieve's throat when she heard his words.

If he is responsible for bringing up my babies, they will grow up to be more extreme than him.

Jack opened the food jar and poured some chicken oatmeal out. He fed her the food slowly.

"I've found the men who kidnapped you in the city. After some questioning, they told me why they kidnapped you. I also found Yorick at the casino," he told her.

Genevieve knew he was capable enough of tracking down anyone he wanted. "Did you bring them to the police station?"

"Why would I do that?" Jack narrowed his emerald eyes. In his deep and charismatic voice, he added, "The police would most probably give them a warning and release them. That would be too light a punishment."

As he seemed calm, a sense of foreboding rose in Genevieve's heart. "What did you do to them?"

Jack chuckled. "They like gambling, right? I asked my men to have their bodies drained of blood before sealing their bodies in cement. I then told my men to bury their bodies beneath the casino. That's a great idea, right? They can still do what they like after death. Yorick can even see people gamble all day."

Genevieve wanted to teach those men a lesson, but Jack's actions were too cruel.

A chill ran down her spine as she protested, "You could've beaten them up to teach them a lesson. That's so cruel of you!"

"How could you say that, Genev?"

Jack caressed her face, seemingly upset by her words. "They left you in a desolate area, so it's obvious they wanted you dead. They deserved to die. An eye for an eye. I didn't do anything wrong. You're my wife, my only hope in life. I will never let those who harmed you off the hook."

After a pause, he seemed to remember something. "Oh, by the way, I have something to show you." With that said, he picked up the remote control and switched on the television to watch the news.

The headline read: Cesar Faulkner's wife, Isabella Rudler, slit her wrist and took her own life at home last night.

Genevieve was certain that this was also Jack's doing.

He's smart not to cause a car accident twice, so no one would suspect him.

Jack watched in amusement as the reporter read the news. "My men told me that they pinned Isabella inside the bathtub and used a sharp blade to slit the artery on her wrist. The blood didn't splatter around, so she died in a nicer way than the previous woman."