My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 126 Mourn Your Dead Love

Armand had only ever touched Genevieve a few times.

There was one time they were interrupted by Steven at the most crucial part as he knocked on the door in Swallow Garden, and another was at Lovely Heart Hotel.

Genevieve was under the influence of the medication then. The two were not exactly making love, and he was more of a tool.

However, Armand could feel her skin’s warmth and tenderness this time, which was fragrant and smooth like butter.

She smelt like milk and was not overly sweet.

After a while, the sky outside the window had turned dark, and it started raining heavily. The raindrops pattered on the window.

Under the dim lights of the room, the large soft bed was a mess. The air conditioner was running, but the air had a stickiness to it.

Genevieve was slightly curled up and lying on Armand’s side. Her hair was damp from the sweat and a few strands stuck to her face. She appeared to be exhausted with her eyes half-open.

After a few seconds, Genevieve suddenly got up and straddled Armand, both hands supporting herself with his head in between them.

jet black hair fell onto Armand’s bare chest, causing him to

up at her, and his eyes darkened, asking, “You’re not

not forgotten how she cried and scolded his entire

few questions to ask you.” Her voice was a little raspy, and she

frowned slightly and replied, “Why are you asking

retorted. She

a strand of her hair with his fingers

long time.” Genevieve sighed and asked, “In that case, have you slept

met.” Armand’s voice was deep as he

Grandma that you always made it on time to Marilyn’s performances when she was overseas. But you didn’t lay a hand on

would already be on the plane back to Xedells.” Armand paused, “Why are you so insistent on knowing about

mourn your dead love.” Genevieve tilted her head sideways, exposing her fair neck, and said, “How about I perform a song that can help

brushed against his chest when she moved. It felt prickly

on, and her skin was dazzlingly fair under

his breath became heavy, and he brushed against

doing!” Genevieve kicked him and fumed, “I

giving consent for you to skip

at a loss for words. He’s pretty