My Flirtacious Husband novel Chapter 794

Chapter 794 I Wasted Too Much Time On You

It was seven-thirty in the evening when Jack returned to the mansion. After receiving a delicious dinner prepared by the housekeeper, Jack brought it upstairs to see Genevieve.

“Mr. Valentine,” the bodyguard greeted Jack before unlocking the door.

Despite standing in front of the door, Jack wasn't in a hurry to open it. Instead, he calmly ordered the two bodyguards, “Both of you go on downstairs for dinner. I'll take it from here.”

The bodyguards nodded in acknowledgment.

Cognizant that Genevieve was physically weak from barely eating and the fact that their boss knew martial arts, the bodyguards weren't worried about the prospects of her escaping.

When Jack pushed the door ajar, he was surprised that it was pitch black inside.

Before he could say a word, he heard the sound of chaotic footsteps bearing down on him. The very next instant, all he felt was a sharp pain in his abdomen, followed by someone crashing into him.

The impact caused the plates he was carrying to slip off his hands and smash onto the ground.

Startled by the commotion, the two bodyguards rushed back up to check.

Meanwhile, Genevieve, with the help of the corridor light, saw that she had stabbed Jack in the stomach. Stunned by what she had done, she stood frozen with her hands trembling uncontrollably.

Lying in wait inside the room, she had planned to ambush Jack at knifepoint so that she could threaten him into releasing her. Contrary to her expectation, she, in her hastiness, ended up plunging the knife into him.

Just when she was about to apologize, she heard the flurry of footsteps that heralded the bodyguards' return.

In that instant, she realized that was her only chance to escape.

Steeling herself, she pulled the bloody knife back out three seconds before the bodyguards' arrival and pressed it against Jack's throat.

When the guards came into view, she threatened, “Stand where you are, or I'll slit his throat!”

When the guards saw that the knife had cut into Jack's neck, they felt a chill down their spine. Neither of them dared to make a hasty move when they realized how vicious Genevieve could be.

Jack asked, “What is it?”

“Ms. Lilian just called, saying that she'll be coming over at eight-thirty.” Suppressing her panic, the housekeeper struggled to report, “She asked if you're interested to drink the Leroy of 93...”

Jack broke into a faint smirk. “Mmm-hmm, let her come.”

The housekeeper went off swiftly.

After Jack shifted his neck by accident, the knife cut deeper into his neck. He, while grimacing from the ensuing pain, didn't dare make another move.

“I went to see Lilian in the afternoon and decided to reconcile our marriage,” Jack explained. “I have wasted too much time on you and have had enough.”

He had barely finished when he shot a glare at his bodyguards. “What are you spacing out for? Do you want to see me die in her hands?”