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.

hair fell onto Armand’s bare chest, causing

her, and his eyes darkened, asking,

how she cried and scolded his entire family a

have a few questions to ask you.” Her voice was a little

frowned slightly and replied, “Why are you

I ask?” Genevieve retorted. She lowered her head

toyed with a strand of her hair with

time.” Genevieve sighed and asked, “In

deep as he said,

on time to Marilyn’s performances when

I only stayed for a short while. Perhaps after two hours, I would already be on the plane back to Xedells.” Armand paused, “Why

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

brushed against his chest when she moved. It felt prickly and

clothes on, and her

breath became heavy, and he brushed against her

and fumed, “I have to go to work

consent for

at a loss for words. He’s pretty good at