My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 153 I Beg You To Divorce Me

Armand glanced at the phone while keeping his hands busy with her hair. “I don’t like to give up halfway and more so when I’m working with other people. Let’s talk about this when the time comes.”

Genevieve was dumbfounded.

Isn’t he a man who does things at the drop of a hat? What does he mean by that?

Armand furrowed his eyebrows again, as he still couldn’t tie Genevieve’s hair after a long time. “I still can’t tie it properly. Is there a problem with this hair tie or what?”

Genevieve was frustrated by his movement, too. She turned around and grabbed the hair tie from his hand before giving it a look.

To her surprise, the hair tie was not only in good condition but also unused.

Does he not know how to put hair up with a hair tie?

Genevieve glanced at the man with disdain. Then, she gathered her long hair with both hands and wrapped the hair tie around her hair, tying it into a low ponytail.

Armand pondered for a moment and reached out to pull off the hair tie. “Do it again. Let me take a closer look.”

Genevieve felt like throwing her phone in his face when she showed him the message: Are you insane?

too fast just now. I didn’t even get a good look at it.” Armand’s expression remained unchanged as he placed the hair

back. Finally, she put down her phone and tied

had slowed down this time. Armand eventually got to see how she did it clearly and no longer caused

want to

she saw a message from Maria asking how her business trip was going. She withdrew her legs and nestled into the

broth from the food jar into the small bowl and dug

a sudden, his phone on the desk

and took a glance at the phone. Then he took the phone

attention on her phone and wasn’t looking

the same couch as Genevieve with a small box of ointment prescribed by the doctor in his hand. “Come here. Let me apply the medicine

There’s no need for that. I can do it

her quietly. His

Genevieve feel a little uneasy. She pursed her lips and intended to snatch the ointment from his hand so

her wrist and pulled her

I am. I beg you to divorce me the soonest and get yourself a lady who will behave

you refuse to behave yourself, I

Genevieve: I dare you!

Armand took the tie he had thrown on the back of the couch in his hand, looking