My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 131 Would Not Have Picked It Up Otherwise

Armand narrowed his eyes and returned to the bedroom to take something. He then walked into the pantry. Standing behind Genevieve, he dangled the necklace right under her nose.

Genevieve took a glance at the open locket. Slightly annoyed, she frowned. “Just treasure it yourself. Why’re you showing it to me?”

Armand reached out and took the photo out of the locket. He then flipped the photo.

On another side of the photo, Genevieve could see a young man with a gentle smile and features somewhat similar to Armand’s.

“He’s my brother, Samuel.” Armand pointed at the man who was in the photo. “This necklace also belongs to him.”

Genevieve’s mind went blank for a moment. She looked at the photo and then turned to Armand.

“Samuel and Marilyn bought this couple’s necklace after they got married.” Armand lifted his hand and rubbed Genevieve’s soft chin. “Samuel passed this necklace to me before he passed away. He wanted to put the photo of him with Marilyn in it and keep it with me at the same time. After the photo studio had sectioned the photo according to the measurement inside the locket, I asked the person in charge to put it in.”

this necklace should be handed over to Marilyn. Why is it with you?” Confused, Genevieve narrowed

could still remember how Armand’s face darkened long ago when she had merely touched

A bold idea crossed Genevieve’s mind. The way she

pinching her chin. “Don’t overthink things. If I were not

she did not pick up the necklace, their paths

the necklace was like a lucky

“It’s not my necklace, so what does

you didn’t take my explanation on that night to heart. Now I’ve explained about the necklace. If you don’t feel like seeing it, I’ll ditch it into the drawer later. I had entrusted Steven to find out what you like, and he told me that you like Lostaria Musical Group,

had been zoning out during the musical and appeared in a bad mood

having any fit

gossip, so she felt rather guilty to hear

topics about it.” Armand moved his hand to her earlobe and fondled it

inexplicably comfortable with an itchy sensation

at that time, so I simply browsed through Twitter and goofed around in the gossip group. I didn’t