My Husband Is a Gary Stu

When Johanna returned to the living room, Asel ran over to her and said, “Mommy, you must do your best because if Daddy
manages to stick the animals' noses in the correct place and you don't, you'll have to be punished, made to do frog squats!”
“All right.” Johanna nodded with a smile.
Since he and Johanna were going to play while Asel directed from the side, Timothy elevated the blackboard attached with
animal stickers to one point four meters before securing it in place.
He offered Johanna to let go first. Without standing on formality, Johanna stood at the designated spot and put on the blindfold.
Asel was spot on when she described the position every single time. With a blindfold on, Johanna fumbled forward and managed
to stick the elephant's nose onto the elephant in no time. The prize for the elephant was a box of chocolates.
“You're amazing, Mommy!” Asel cheered for her mother, waving her inflatable hammer.
When it was Timothy's turn, he was a bit clumsy. Even though he had managed to find the tiger on the blackboard, he ended up
sticking the nose off, attaching it to its left ear instead.
Asel carried a small box filled with punishment slips over to Timothy, “Pick one, Daddy.”
Timothy reached into the small box, quickly finding the hidden compartment. He then pulled out a slip of paper from within. After
reading it, he passed the note to his daughter.
In the next instant, Asel trained her rounded eyes on Timothy. “I can't read it, Daddy.”
When Johonno returned to the living room, Asel ron over to her ond soid, “Mommy, you must do your best becouse if Doddy
monoges to stick the onimols' noses in the correct ploce ond you don't, you'll hove to be punished, mode to do frog squots!”
“All right.” Johonno nodded with o smile.
Since he ond Johonno were going to ploy while Asel directed from the side, Timothy elevoted the blockboord ottoched with
onimol stickers to one point four meters before securing it in ploce.

He offered Johonno to let go first. Without stonding on formolity, Johonno stood ot the designoted spot ond put on the blindfold.
Asel wos spot on when she described the position every single time. With o blindfold on, Johonno fumbled forword ond monoged
to stick the elephont's nose onto the elephont in no time. The prize for the elephont wos o box of chocolotes.
“You're omozing, Mommy!” Asel cheered for her mother, woving her inflotoble hommer.
When it wos Timothy's turn, he wos o bit clumsy. Even though he hod monoged to find the tiger on the blockboord, he ended up
sticking the nose off, ottoching it to its left eor insteod.
Asel corried o smoll box filled with punishment slips over to Timothy, “Pick one, Doddy.”
Timothy reoched into the smoll box, quickly finding the hidden comportment. He then pulled out o slip of poper from within. After
reoding it, he possed the note to his doughter.
In the next instont, Asel troined her rounded eyes on Timothy. “I con't reod it, Doddy.”
Asel indeed practiced reading and writing, but she could only recognize simpler words such as “daddy,” “mommy,” “big,” “small,”
and the like. On that piece of paper, she could only identify the word “a.”
Timothy cleared his throat before stating, “It says a kiss on the cheek.”
“I'm the referee, so you can't kiss me, Daddy,” Asel said cleverly. She pulled Johanna over. “Here, kiss Mommy.”
“Do you all also have such a kind of punishment when you play games usually?” Johanna asked Asel in surprise.
“Yes.” Asel nodded “honestly.”
Johanna could not shake off the feeling that Amanda and Lucian would never have come up with such a punishment. After all,
children are innocent and naive. It seemed more like an adult's doing.

While she was still wondering about it, Timothy had already wrapped an arm around her waist. “I'm going to kiss you now, Jojo.”
In an effort to keep Asel happy, Johanna turned her face to the side slightly. Timothy leaned in. With impeccable precision, he
captured her lips, even prying them open to deepen the kiss.
His lips were warm and moist, his kiss enveloping her with gentleness. It made it all too easy for her to lose herself in him.
After a long while, he finally pulled away. He used his thumb to wipe off the moisture at the corner of Johanna's mouth, his husky
voice carrying a hint of seduction. “I'm sorry, Jojo. My kiss fell on the wrong place.”
“Shall I kiss you again?” he asked.
Having been married for five to six years, Johanna understood Timothy's character all too well. He was merely making an excuse
and did it on purpose instead.
However, she could not quite say anything about it. She merely pushed him away and glared at him.
With mirth dancing in his eyes, Timothy leaned in and said, “It was my bad. You can glare at me again or even scold me, Jojo.”
“You're sick.” Johanna was struck speechless.
“Daddy is indeed sick. He's running a fever,” said Asel from the side. She then looked up at Timothy and asked in puzzlement,
“But Daddy, why do you want Mommy to scold you?”
Racking her brain, she abruptly recalled Lucian's remark. “Is this what's known as masochism, Daddy?”
“Yeah, I love it when your mommy scolds me.” Timothy was in a great mood at the moment. He urged Asel, “Let's continue the
game, Sweetie.”
No matter how they played the game subsequently or how well Asel directed, he never once managed to attach the nose to the
animal correctly.

The slips of paper he drew from the punishment box stated either a kiss or a hug. On top of that, there were even ones where he
had to tell her he loved her and carry her in a bridal carry for three minutes.
Johanna deliberately misplaced an animal's nose once, but the slip she drew from the punishment box indicated frog squats. In a
flash, she realized that all that was trickery on Timothy's part.
But seeing that Asel was having fun, she did not expose the man.