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.

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

said I wanted a divorce. If you dare cross over this bolster, I

about it. He turned his back to her, closed his

sky full of stars through the glass dome above her. Her eyes felt sore after staring fixedly at the night sky. Under the moonlight, she turned around to look at Armand, who was lying beside her,

rose within her,

her eyes, she would recall the man’s ruthless eyes and see herself suffocating in the reflection of

in fear, she frantically tugged

she still had things she wanted

whimpered like a kitten that was on the brink of death. She curled herself into a

I-I haven’t told Armand…

had not fallen asleep. Hearing her low cries, he opened his eyes and lifted the bolster between them

moved her hands that were grasping the

hair and massaged her head. Sensing this, Genevieve

that because she only woke up

her eyes, she looked at the middle of the bed. Seeing that the bolster was still

like Armand didn’t cross the

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