My Flirtacious Husband

“Genevieve, I beg you! Please spare my mom...” pleaded Marilyn while crying. “I’ll apologize to you and you can bully me
however you want. Why are you doing that to an old lady like her?”
Genevieve bent down and wiped her tears away. “Does it hurt? When I begged you to spare Patrick, how did you treat me? If
you didn’t send anyone to chase me, I would’ve gone overseas with Patrick. After I leave, what kind of threat would I pose to
you?”
Whenever she remembered the scene of Patrick dying in her arms, her heart ached terribly.
“I wasn’t born cruel. But I’ll repay the deed if someone treats me badly,” continued Genevieve. “Marilyn, you dug your own
grave.”
Remembering something, Genevieve asked Timothy, “Do you have a cigarette?”
Timothy stuck his hand into his coat’s pocket and took out a box of cigarettes. He asked curiously, “Why do you want a
cigarette?”
Without saying anything, Genevieve took out a cigarette from the box and lit it up with a lighter. She asked Timothy, “Other than
her stomach, where else can she feel the pain?”
Immediately understanding her intentions, Timothy was mortified for a moment. “Her collarbones and waist.”
“What are you going to do?” Marilyn wanted to struggle, but she could not move her body at all. She screamed shrilly,
“Genevieve, you have promised my mom!”
Glancing at the lit cigarette in her hands, Genevieve said with a smile, “I’ll definitely honor my promise. Timothy’s here, so you
don’t have to worry about anything happening to your child. But I must return what you’ve left on my body. You can choose
between your collarbones and your waist?”
Marilyn remembered the torturous experience that Genevieve had suffered a long time ago. A chill ran down her spine as she
shook her head violently.
“I’ll choose for you then.” Genevieve forcefully tugged Marilyn’s collar down, revealing her collarbones.
“Burning your waist might affect your baby, so I shall do it on your collarbones.” With that, she stabbed the cigarette onto
Marilyn’s fair collarbones.

“Argh!” shrieked Marilyn miserably as pain surged through her body. She could not stop trembling.
When Martha saw her daughter suffering from such treatment, she tried to free herself from the chair furiously. “Genevieve,
you... you...”
Genevieve lit another cigarette and pressed it beside the previous burn.
A third one came next.
In the end, Marilyn was so numb with pain that she could not even muster a single scream.
Meanwhile, Martha became extremely angry upon watching the scene through video call and toxins in her body spread rapidly.
When she opened her mouth, her head drooped before she could say a single word.
After being tortured and witnessing Martha’s death, Marilyn screamed before fainting.
Before Genevieve did anything to Marilyn, Timothy had already summoned the gynecologist and nurses over from the adjacent
room.
When they saw that Marilyn had fainted, they moved her to the bed and did a thorough check-up on her.
Meanwhile, Genevieve took her phone from Johanna and instructed the two housekeepers to leave the Wood family. Then, she
stood at the side and watched coldly.
She watched as the nurse lifted Marilyn’s shirt, revealing her rounded tummy that was nurturing a new life...
A grim look flashed across Genevieve’s eyes.
After checking on Marilyn, the doctor turned around and faced Timothy. “The baby’s fine. However, Ms. Wood fainted from shock
and will probably only wake up tomorrow morning.”
“Thank you.” Timothy patted the doctor’s shoulder and asked him to leave with the nurse first.
He made a call and asked someone to clean the room. Then, he left with Genevieve and Johanna.
“Five minutes after we leave, the surveillance cameras in the mansion will resume. The housekeepers will also wake up.”

Initially, Genevieve had already instructed someone to deal with the aftermath. When she heard that Timothy had already made
the arrangements, she was stunned for a while before smiling. “It’s my first time meeting a doctor like you. Not only are you a
genius in medicine, but you can also handle security matters. What’s your next step? Going to space?”
“Forget it.” Timothy waved his hands. “The costs of going to space are too much. I don’t have a wife or a child yet!”
Since he was so lazy, he would be unwilling to do all that.
On the way there, Cooper kept calling him as he was the one who did everything. Timothy merely gave him instructions.