My Husband Is a Gary Stu Chapter 72
Steven’s face flushed when he heard what Genevieve said. He coughed twice before approaching Armand and saying, “Mr. Faulkner, I have something to report to you.”
“Let’s talk in the study.” With that, Armand let go of Genevieve. He then turned around and walked upstairs, never intending to respond to her question.
Steven immediately followed him.
“It’s not difficult to figure out what he’s thinking.” Patrick leaned back on the sofa and said casually, “When Armand kissed you earlier, you just stood there like a log. I’m sure he thought you were a bad kisser!”
Is that true?
Genevieve touched her lips, which seemed to retain Armand’s warmth. Despite the fact that this is my second marriage, I had never kissed Cooper.
In actuality, Cooper only symbolically touched her lips with his on the day of their wedding in the past.
Genevieve raised her head and mocked Patrick, “At least I’m a married woman who can have someone to teach me kissing skills, unlike you, who’s still single!”
“Who’s single?” Raising his chin, Patrick retorted, “It’s just that my girlfriend is currently abroad. She’s super gorgeous!”
Upon hearing that, Genevieve smirked. “Haha!”
As Patrick did not want to argue with her anymore, he quickly changed the subject and motioned for Genevieve to come over to him. As if by magic, he took a bottle of brandy from the small drawer beneath the coffee table.
He explained that the brandy was something Armand cherished, and Patrick was being gracious in inviting her to sample it.
Genevieve was no fool. In an instant, she could tell he was dragging her down with him because he wanted to drink it himself. However, because it was a rare vintage brandy, she was tempted to try a sip as well. She eventually succumbed to the temptation and drank a glass of it in secret.
The brandy had a high alcoholic content. She became dizzy shortly after taking a shot of it.
Before going upstairs, she remembered something and turned back to Patrick, saying, “Don’t tell Mando about the pink diamond I received this afternoon.”
That was certainly not a gift from Armand to her.
“All right, all right.” Patrick waved his hand. He assumed she wanted to keep the gift for herself, so he did not give it much thought.
She staggered and went to the restroom after going upstairs.
Even though she tried using the shower gel as a lubricant to remove the ring, she was unsuccessful. It was as if the ring was glued to her skin.
The ring had to be returned to Armand, but she had no idea how to do so.
Perhaps it was due to the alcohol; she was determined to explain it to him. She wobbled out of her bedroom, searching for Armand.
As the master bedroom door was not closed shut, she was able to open it easily with a push. Fortunately, she was able to grab the door frame and stabilize herself in time.
Coincidentally, Armand happened to step out of the bathroom with a glum expression. He appeared to be in a foul mood.
When he noticed Genevieve holding onto the door frame, his gaze became cold. “Do you want something?”
“Yes.” Genevieve responded with a nod and stumbled into the room.
After approaching him, she realized that he was only wearing gray pants, revealing his muscular, honey-colored chest, and his Apollo’s belt could be seen on both sides of his waist.
Genevieve’s mind went blank for a few moments, staring at his alluring body with widened eyes.
My goodness! His physique is way too fit!
Armand’s eyes narrowed as he trailed her gaze. “What do you want?”
“I…”
The alcohol gave her the courage to run over to him and ask the question, but she totally forgot the question after she saw his toned body.
“If you don’t have anything to ask, go back to sleep.” Armand did not bother to respond to her anymore as he walked toward the bedside.
Surprisingly, Genevieve stopped him and pushed him against the wall with all her might. She placed both her slender hands on either side of him, her stance domineering.
“Armand, your body is so hot.”
When she realized he was looking at her, she burst out laughing and stood on her tiptoes, trying to lift his chin with a hand. “You’re flushing, Armand. Could you be embarrassed?” she teased.
“Genevieve.” Armand frowned.
“Shhh. Be a good boy and go wait for me on the bed while I take a shower, okay?” she said, putting her index finger on the man’s thin lips.
Upon hearing that, he was rendered speechless.
He assumed she was drunk based on her reddened cheeks and the scent of alcohol emanating from her. “Did you drink alcohol?”
“You’re so smart.” Genevieve nodded in agreement. She pressed her body against him while her finger continued to trace his lips. “Why aren’t you letting me go, Darling? Perhaps you’d like to take a bath with me?”
Armand chuckled in frustration as he heard that, and his furrowed brows relaxed.
I never imagined she’d dare to tease me after she’d gotten drunk!
