My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 152

Genevieve closed her eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.

In a room downstairs, Patrick stared at Genevieve’s message while rubbing his fingers against the edge of his phone for a while. Then, he leaped up and picked up the ID card on the table before leaving the room.

Just as Genevieve was in a deep slumber, she vaguely felt someone removing her clothes and landing his dry, warm fingers on her.

The faint scent of ebony wood lingered in the room. It smelled so good that she coveted it.

With her eyes closed, Genevieve reached out and grabbed a corner of that person’s clothes. She tightened her grip and leaned her head over.

That person cradled her in his arms and held her hands, soothing her anxiousness.

In a low voice, he said, “Once upon a time, there was a lovely little girl who liked to wear the red velvet hat that was given by her granny. Everyone called her Little Red Riding Hood.”

Genevieve listened in a daze, thinking she had never liked fairy tales since she was ten. However, her tense body gradually loosened up at his low and warm voice.

continued to echo in her ears. “One day, Little Red Riding Hood went to visit her granny, but the evil wolf had already eaten her granny. Little Red Riding Hood then used the

the wolf to save Little

with the story she was listening to, Genevieve woke up in shock and found that the glass dome

sight, she felt the stars were so close that she could reach out

It’s so beautiful…

at the stars for some time. Only then did she realize the light green spaghetti-strapped night

was not a dream! Armand did come and help me

of the room barefooted and saw Armand coming in from the main door

Armand swept his

worried about the barefooted

jar. As the hot steam escaped out of it, the room was instantly filled with the waft of

a whiff and recognized it was the smell of Maria’s

to make a trip to Jadeborough for it.” Armand glanced over

you want to eat by yourself, or…” the man trailed off. “Do you want me to

that day and glared at him. Picking up the bowl, she scooped

thickness was just right. Having one spoonful of it made Genevieve feel