My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 1547 I Am Angry Because Of Your Actions

Seeing Denise arrive, Timothy was surprised. “I thought Jojo invited me to dinner alone. Did she also invite you?”

Denise looked at him, seemingly stumped.

“Since she invited you, take a seat,” Timothy advised her. “After a few bites, make an excuse and leave early.”

“Timothy, it wasn't Johanna who invited me here.” Seeing that Timothy was still confused, Denise sighed and told him, “Johanna said she would introduce me to a boyfriend, and asked me to meet him...”

Timothy paused for a few seconds before blurting out, “Me?”

Denise shrugged. “Johanna said that the other party booked the entire rooftop garden of the Epean restaurant. You're the only guest, so who else could it be?”

Quinton, who hadn't left yet, was also shocked to hear this.

I had no idea Mrs. Jensen would do this. She invited Mr. Jensen out for dinner but actually arranged a blind date for him.

Timothy's face quickly darkened as he tamped down the desire to curse out loud. “What does she take me for?”

The man's anger was palpable as he forcefully threw the bundle of velvet roses at Quinton's feet. The

delicate petals scattered all over the floor, startling Quinton to the point that he held his breath.

Quinton didn't dare to stick around and watch the commotion. He swiftly left with the restaurant manager.

Denise waited until Timothy had calmed down before she quietly grumble, “Can't you two find someone else to help you both? Previously, I helped Johanna to hook you, now you arranged for me to monitor her in her studio, and now, Johanna is pushing me toward you again...”

She acutely sensed the man's aura growing colder and didn't dare to make any more sarcastic remarks.

Initially, Timothy only mentioned that he was not getting along well with Johanna and asked for her help to keep an eye on Johanna. She had an interest in fashion design and agreed to help.

The move Johanna pulled tonight left her completely dumbfounded.

Timothy stared silently at the ground for a while. He then stood up from his chair. “If you haven't eaten yet, eat here before you go. I'll leave first.” He sounded tired.

Denise watched as he left. She wanted to send a message to Johanna, but she felt it wasn't right for her to interfere in their affairs.

In the end, she put down her phone.

After dropping Denise off at the Epean restaurant, Johanna drove home. She went to her study to catch up on some work. Around nine o'clock, she video-called Asel.

During the video call, Asel's round eyes kept glancing behind her.

Johanna asked her with a smile, “Sweetheart, what are you looking for?”

“Looking for Daddy,” Asel answered in her sweet, childish voice. “Daddy hasn't come back yet. He told me before that if he is still out there late, he must be with you, Mommy.”

Johanna guessed that Timothy and Denise must have finished their dinner by now. They might be watching a movie or perhaps enjoying the evening breeze by the lake.

Asel curiously asked, “Mommy, will Daddy spend the night with you?”

“Your daddy isn't with me. He's busy with important matters,” Johanna said softly, seamlessly changing the subject. “Would you like me to read you a bedtime story?”

“Ah! I love listening to stories!”

Asel might have played quite hard today, for she fell asleep on the pillow while Johanna was only halfway through the bedtime story.

She had just ended the video call when Timothy's call came through.

After Johanna answered his call, he didn't speak. On the other end, Timothy also remained silent. The two of them stayed quiet for a long time.

In the end, it was Timothy who broke the silence. “Jojo, if you want to live separately, I agree, and I can

wait for you. However, you've gone too far. Why are you pushing other women toward me? Yes, I once had feelings for Dakota. So? Does that mean I should be interested in her sister? During this period, I've been trying hard to find ways to cheer you up, to help you become better, but it seems like nothing I do can make you change your mind.” This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Timothy paused for a moment before he continued softly, “I didn't call to grumble. I'm angry because of your actions. I won't bother you for a while. We'll talk when I've cooled down.”

After he finished speaking, he ended the call abruptly. Johanna stared at her phone, her lips pressed tightly together.