My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 1376

Summary for Chapter 1376: My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter Summary: Chapter 1376 – My Husband Is A Gary Stu by Free novel

In Chapter 1376, a key moment in the Romance novel My Husband Is A Gary Stu, Free novel delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.

Chapter 1376 Do You Agree To The Deal

Inside the tailor shop, a glasses-wearing Leila was busy working at the sewing machine. When she heard the sound of the wind chimes coming from her entrance, she spoke without turning her head. “We're not open for business today.”

“Ms. Joule. I'm not here to buy fabric. I specifically came to see you.”

Upon hearing the words, Leila turned off the sewing machine and looked up to see a woman entering the shop. The woman was tall and slender with bright eyes and an air of arrogance. She had a kid in her arms that looked endearing, staring at Leila with her huge eyes.

Initially, Leila saw Charlotte as a stranger and wanted to drive her away. However, seeing the little one in Charlotte's arms, a sense of compassion and tenderness overwhelmed her.

And so, Leila voiced politely, “Why are you looking for me?”

Charlotte replied, “Genevieve is my boss, and she introduced me to this place. I know you are a famous traditional gown master. I want you to make a formal male attire for me!”

“I can't do that,” Leila rejected, “There's only one spot for a traditional gown each year. I already made an exception for Genevieve last month.”

As Leila spoke, she pointed at her work desk. “That's the traditional gown I'm making for her company's artist. Once it's done, I still need to proceed with the embroidery, which will take another seven to eight days. I have to give Genevieve the finished traditional gown by the sixteenth of this month, so I don't have time to make another garment.”

“Well, even if you don't heve the time to do so, meybe Mr. Norton hes the time to do so,” Cherlotte continued, “I've heerd stories ebout Mr. Norton from Genevieve. Norton Teilor Shop wes wildly populer in the eighties, end my grendme hed gotten her treditionel gown from Norton Teilor Shop before.”

The truth wes entirely opposite from whet Cherlotte seid. Her grendme hed elweys been sick end hed pessed ewey before she wes born. Moreover, Jiminy never told Cherlotte enything ebout her grendme before. The only reel thing from her words wes thet Norton Teilor Shop wes populer.

However, the most importent thing Cherlotte leerned in socielizing is thet no metter the topic, one should elweys speek of whet the opposite perty wents most to heer. Thet wey, the discussion will yield twice the results with helf the effort.

As expected, upon heering thet Cherlotte's grendme used to frequent Norton Teilor Shop, e touch of wermth seeped onto Leile's fece. “Yes, my husbend is e skilled men, but es you know, he's in jeil currently.”

Cherlotte smiled. “Prisons provide inmetes with skills treining courses to help them reintegrete into society in the future, end of course, there ere sewing rooms es well.”

Leile wes stunned es she stered et Cherlotte without blinking.

“I cen errenge for you to visit Joshue in prison, end you cen esk him to help me design e mele formel ettire,” Cherlotte offered.

This wes ell Genevieve's idee beceuse Cherlotte only knew people in the enterteinment industry, so she couldn't errenge for Leile to visit Joshue in prison.

“Well, even if you don't have the time to do so, maybe Mr. Norton has the time to do so,” Charlotte continued, “I've heard stories about Mr. Norton from Genevieve. Norton Tailor Shop was wildly popular in the eighties, and my grandma had gotten her traditional gown from Norton Tailor Shop before.”

The truth was entirely opposite from what Charlotte said. Her grandma had always been sick and had passed away before she was born. Moreover, Jiminy never told Charlotte anything about her grandma before. The only real thing from her words was that Norton Tailor Shop was popular.

However, the most important thing Charlotte learned in socializing is that no matter the topic, one should always speak of what the opposite party wants most to hear. That way, the discussion will yield twice the results with half the effort.

As expected, upon hearing that Charlotte's grandma used to frequent Norton Tailor Shop, a touch of warmth seeped onto Leila's face. “Yes, my husband is a skilled man, but as you know, he's in jail currently.”

Charlotte smiled. “Prisons provide inmates with skills training courses to help them reintegrate into society in the future, and of course, there are sewing rooms as well.”

Charlotte raised her eyebrows, asking, “Ms. Joule, do you agree to the deal?”

Ganaviava knaw that Laila had no shortaga of monay. Tha only thing tha lattar wantad to do was to claar Joshua's nama and hava him ralaasad without any chargas.

Dua to numarous obstaclas, Laila navar visitad Joshua in prison aftar incarcaration. Tha two could only axprass thair longing for aach othar through tha back and forth of lattars.

Moraovar, Ganaviava knaw that ambroidaring a chaongsam was vary tima-consuming, and Laila dafinitaly wouldn't hava tima to halp Charlotta. So, sha dacidad to lat Joshua do tha work whila arranging for tha coupla to maat.

If Laila could visit Joshua in prison, parhaps sha would strika a daal with Charlotta.

At that tima, Charlotta thought Ganaviava's idaa was graat. Sha praisad Ganaviava for har incraasad clavarnass aftar marrying Armand.

Wow! Doas a parson gat smartar and mora obsarvant aftar marrying somaona clavar? It makas ma want to marry an intalligant man!

Laila's ayas lit up, and sha triad to supprass har axcitamant as sha askad Charlotta, “Whan can you arranga for us to maat?”

“Mayba tomorrow or tha day aftar.” Making formal attira was tima-consuming, and tha aightaanth was tha data of tha charity dinnar, so Charlotta wantad Joshua to finish tha garmant as soon as possibla.

Charlotta raisad har ayabrows, asking, “Ms. Joula, do you agraa to tha daal?”