Chapter 671


    Chapter 671 I Think Armand Loves You


    “I''m fine. Can''t you see I''m alive and well?” Genevieve smiled nonchntly, to which Johanna responded with an eye roll.


    “I heard about what happened from Mr. Sutton. You acted too rashly, pulling dangerous stunts like this. Can''t you have waited for Mr. Sutton


    to arrive? Don''t you know your blood type is special? You really....” Johanna was angry. “Didn''t you devise clever schemes when you were


    helping me teach Sylvie a lesson? Why did you act so irrationally this time? Your children had already lost their father. Do you want them to


    lose their mother, too?”


    Johanna''s lecture made Genevieve feel guilty. “Xavier called my brother to lure him to our location so he could kill both of us at the same


    time. I calcted the distance between the car and the tree, and I was also pretty confident I got the speed right, so I thought it would be


    fine...”


    She didn''t expect the reason Xavier was able to hide for that long was that Lillian''s people were helping him.


    They had always been keeping track of Xavier''s every move.


    Thus, they tried to run over her and kill her once they realized she wasn''t dead yet.


    Johanna''s eyes were red from anger. “You thought? What if something worse happened to you? Mr. Sutton is very smart. Can''t you just wait


    for him toe to you? I feel sorry for my daughter. She almost lost her mother-inw so soon after she was born...”


    “Fine, fine, I was wrong. I''ll reflect on my mistakes,” Genevieve assured before changing the topic. “Did I bleed a lot?”


    Johanna said in an exaggerated tone, “Oh, yeah. You lost so much blood that you almost went into shock! Thankfully, Mr. Sutton came


    prepared.”


    Genevieve was puzzled. “Where did my brother get the blood?”


    “Did you forget?” Johanna reminded, “Marilyn has the same blood type as you. I heard from Timothy that she was well taken care of when


    she was in jail before. The doctor would periodically draw her blood and store it in General Hospital''s blood bank. Usually, blood can only be


    kept for a few months. However, her blood was kept inside a special container that could preserve it for years. I heard that thing cost nearly


    fifty million.”


    She paused for a while before adding, “I think Mr. Faulkner loves you a lot, Genev, much like how you love him. He just didn''t say anything


    about it.”


    Armand would make thoughtful arrangements whenever it came to matters that concerned Genevieve.


    Genevieve had forgotten how much she loved Armand. However, after she heard what her friend said, she thought about the time she had


    spent with him. Her heart immediately felt as though it was stabbed by a needle, and it was agonizing.


    The pain was so intense that she gasped.


    Seeing Genevieve''s awfulplexion, Johanna quickly asked, “Are you feeling unwell?”


    “I''m fine. It''s just that my chest hurts a little.” Genevieve carefully picked up the pill bottle on the table and swallowed two pills.


    Johanna grabbed the pill bottle and saw it was meant to treat symptoms like chest congestion and heart palpitations. “When did you start


    eating this?”


    “A few months ago.” Genevieve didn''t n to hide it from Johanna and told thetter about that time when she fainted in Dartan. “After I


    woke up, I developed this issue. asionally, my chest would hurt.”


    Johanna was quite confused. “You''re only twenty-something years old. It''s not normal that you''re experiencing an illness that middle-aged


    people usually have.”


    Just then, Timothy entered the room with breakfast. “I knew you woulde to visit Genevieve after you borrowed a wheelchair from the


    nurse.”


    “Why can''t Ie?” Johanna pouted.


    She took the bowl of aglio olio pasta, blew it for a few seconds, and fed it to Genevieve. “Let me feed you, Genev. It pains me to see you like


    this.”


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    Timothymented, “Do you think you''re better off than her? You''re still in a wheelchair, you know?”


    “Get out of here!” Johanna raised her fist and punched his waist. “Get to work! We don''t need you here.”


    “You two would''ve been hungry if I didn''t send breakfast here.”


    Johanna rolled her eyes


    “Thank you, Dr. Jensen.” Genevieve smiled and took the breakfast from Johanna''s hands.