My Husband Is a Gary Stu Chapter 698

Chapter 698

Yuvan picked up the pot of collec and poured hitiself a cup, drawling. “I‘m interested, but
Faith‘s father probably disdains an arust like me.”

“At the very least, give it a try. How would you know if you don‘t try?

–All right, that‘s enough.” Upon seeing that his two grandsons were squabbling relentlessly. Herbert

interrupted them with a chuckle.

He then advised, “If you like her, Zayne, you can try dating her. Otherwise, forget about it However,

don‘t humiliate her. Ultimately, not only is her father your lecturer, but he‘s also on good terms with your

uncle.”

Grinning. Zayne exclaimed, “You’re the best, Grandpa! I just knew that you love me! If my father were

here, it would be a different story.”

“I don‘t have much time left.” Perhaps the injuries he once sustained on the battlefield were too severe,

coupled with his advanced age, Herbert could sense his health deteriorating with each passing day.

“I wish you both a happy marriage!” he proceeded to utter sincerely.

Both Zayne and Yuvan‘s expressions changed.

Zayne promptly countered, “What are you saying, Grandpa? You‘re only in your seventies, so you‘re

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still strong and robust. I‘m even planning to celebrate your hundredth birthday with my wife and child!”

Taking some food for Herbert, Yuvan echoed, “Exactly, Grandpa! Your sons and grandsons are all

exceptional, so all you have to do now is enjoy yourself. Whenever you miss any of us, give us a call,

and we‘ll come running.”







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Herbert perked up slightly. “Okay. For the sake of seeing my two granddaughters–in–law marrying into

the family, I‘ve got to keep myself alive and well.”

Thus, Yuvan and Zayne had dinner with Herbert.

When they had finished eating, the mood to play chess struck Herbert again. He ordered Yuvan to take

the chess board out, and the three of them played chess in the living room.

Later he found Zayne‘s skills too horrible and had Yuvan play with him.

Zayne watched the chess game between his grandfather and cousin for a while before he stood up and

walked over to the window. He noticed that the lights in the front yard were unlit, and it was pitch–black

outside.

The only sound was that of the crisp piller–patter of ihe rain hitting the roof and glass.

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Recalling the figure he spotted kneeling outside the gates when he came home, he went to the study

and pulled up the surveillance footage outside the gates after much hesitation.

From the dim surveillance footage, he could see Sylvie knceling outside the gates, with her back

ramrod straight.

It wasn‘t even March then, so it was damp and cold at night, even more so when it rained. Meanwhile,

Sylvis had been kneeling in the rain for more than four hours in a thin dress.

Zayne give lus driver a call. “Drive Ms. Clasen back.”

When lic had gone downstairs and was watching Herbert and Yuvan‘s chess game, his driver phoned

him back and reported helplessly. “Ms. Clasen told me not to bother about her.”







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It‘s so chilly at night. If she were to kneel for another hourshe‘d definitely meet her end.

Herbert turned and glanced at the man. Seeing that Zayne was holding the phone without saying

anything, he asked in puzzlement, “Who called you, Zayne?”

“Grandpa, I saw Sylvic kneeling outside the gates when I returned. She had been kneeling there until

now.” Zayne initially didn‘t want to care about her, but still, he couldn‘t help telling Herbert about it.

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Herbert was stunned for a moment before a furious and complicated expression showed on his face.

Considering that his granddaughter was once friends with Sylvie, he advised his sons against pursuing

the matter about Sylvie. But he didn‘t expect her to come knocking at his door once more.

“Have you forgotten what happened last night, Zayne?” Yuvan cast a look at Zayne.

Although Genevieve and Cooper were detestable, Sylvie was far more despicable, for she took

advantage of Herbert‘s love for her and played him for a fool all along.

In an irate voice. Yuvan snarled, “Let her kneel to her heart‘s desire!”

Herbert kept silent.

By the time they finished the chess game, it was already almost ten o‘clock.

Herbert took his pills from the housekeeper and swallowed them. As he listened to the pouring rain

outside, he still relented in the end. He turned and said to Zayne, “Zayne, tell her that I‘m no longer

mad at her and send her back.”

Nodding, Zayne hurried out with an umbrella.

“Grandpa–“Yuvan‘s brows furrowed, and he wanted to protest.







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However, Herbert waved a hand and sighed. “Let‘s just forget this since she had once taken care of

Stella.”







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