My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 154 Are You Still A Kid

Genevieve went back to the bedroom to brush her teeth and wash her face before lying on the bed. Recalling the fairy tale she listened to during her naptime in the afternoon, she searched it on the internet.

About an hour later, Armand entered the bedroom.

After he was done taking his shower, Genevieve handed him her phone with a message that read: Did you read me a fairy tale when you changed my clothes?

Armand stopped ruffling his hair and said, “Are you still a kid? Do you think I will do that to you?”

Genevieve remained silent upon hearing that.

She glanced at Armand in doubt and took back her phone. Yeah! Armand doesn’t look like a man who will put someone to sleep by telling fairy tales.

The version of “Little Red Riding Hood” that was read to her was darker and crueler. One could not sleep and would have nightmares after listening to the story.

Armand seemed to have nothing to do after that. After drying his hair, he climbed onto the bed and covered his body with a blanket.

The bed was huge and had enough space to accommodate five adults.

other end of the bed, Genevieve placed a bolster between her and Armand, as she did not want him to

If you dare cross over

the message on the phone and could not be bothered about it. He turned his back to her,

the sky full of stars through the glass dome above her. Her eyes felt sore after staring fixedly at the night

rose within her, and she

could not sleep well that night. Once she shut her eyes, she would recall the man’s ruthless eyes and see herself suffocating in the reflection of

tugged at her blanket and mumbled,

not want to die, as she still had things

like a kitten that was on the brink of death. She curled herself into a ball, desperately wanting

I-I haven’t told Armand…

he opened his eyes and lifted the bolster

that were grasping the blanket away, then wrapped his

hair and massaged her head. Sensing this, Genevieve relaxed and leaned

nightmares after that because she only woke

at the middle of the bed. Seeing that

Armand didn’t

at this moment and noticed that Genevieve had woken up. He strode toward her and bent down