My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 123 Tickle The Tip Of His Heart

Maria was unable to argue against Genevieve and had to let the latter drive her to the airport.

When they arrived at the departure lounge, Maria still held Genevieve’s hand without letting go. With tears in her eyes, she repeatedly told Genevieve to take care of herself. “Ms. Rachford, if you’re in a bad mood, then call me. Don’t do anything reckless.”

“Mm.” Genevieve nodded obediently and waved her hand with a smile. “Well, you should hurry inside now, Maria.”

“Okay.” Maria reluctantly went into the departure lounge.

It was past eight o’clock in the evening when Genevieve drove back from the airport.

As soon as her car arrived at the entrance of the underground garage, the security guard opened the gate and said to her, “Ms. Rachford, there’s a man waiting for you in the lobby.”

Genevieve’s first thought was that Patrick had forgotten to bring his elevator card again.

After all, that happened twice before.

However, she was also a little puzzled. Patrick has been living here with me for quite a long time, so the front desk should be familiar with him. Can’t he just ask to borrow their elevator card instead?

When she parked her car and took the elevator to the lobby on the first floor, she found that it was not Patrick who was waiting for her.

the lounge,

putting down the magazine, he got up and draped the coat he left on the

steps forward before stopping and looking at

my card to buy this house. Can’t I come and see it?” Armand was unhappy with

asked, “Why didn’t you answer

two missed calls from Armand. “I didn’t want to be

was about to leave, she thought of something and

looked at her with a vague smile. “I’ve been waiting for you here since six o’clock. Do you think I’ve

parties, it was always other

from Steven that day and came over. However, not only could he

didn’t even inform me beforehand. How would I know that you were coming?”

want.” His hand reached past her ear to press the elevator button. “Why are

faint scent of cigarettes on his sleeve and

pink lips. She said in an insipid tone, “Don’t worry. I know how to call you when I go to the Faulkner residence. I couldn’t possibly

bought with his money, anyway,

Genevieve entered first and looked at the man’s gloomy expression. “Mr. Faulkner,

twitched, and he strode into the

work and thought that she could have dinner cooked by Maria when she got home. However,

She was really starving.