My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 161 How Do I Usually Feed You

When Armand saw that, he was so frustrated that he began to laugh. He pushed her arm up against the wall and loomed over her.

“Why do you dwell on such pointless things all the time, Genevieve? I’ve already told you that there hasn’t been anything between me and Marilyn ever since we broke up. You got hurt because of my negligence. I came to Springwyn looking for you because I was worried about you. I took you shopping because I could tell you were in a bad mood, not because I was trying to pay you back or something.”

Genevieve was baffled by his explanation. She wrote: Why would you be worried about me?

Armand was rendered speechless for a few seconds. He bent down and lifted her dainty chin. “We’re legally married with a certificate and everything. Shouldn’t I be worried about you?”

It was true that they had gotten a marriage certificate, but it was only because they were cooperating with each other.

She had not forgotten the reason why he had married her in the first place.

Genevieve lowered her head and typed: I think you’re lying to me. You care about Marilyn a lot, don’t you? I can tell from the look in your eyes…

In those photos, the look in his eyes was tender to the core as he gazed at Marilyn. There was a sense of indulgence.

That stare of his was like a sharp thorn deeply embedded in her heart. No matter how she tried, she couldn’t get it out.

could give. When he was with Genevieve, on the

senses, she realized what she had written on her phone. She had completely exposed her own

her panic, she covered the screen with her

had already read them while she was

was frantically deleting the message, he let out a few low chuckles. “When I was dating Marilyn, I never ate any of her leftovers, nor did I ever feed

help but refute:

for her to post online, either. I didn’t want people to see them. I never took her shopping for an entire day, nor did I

were right in front of her. When

things he had told her and that gaze of his were enough to dispel the frustration and unhappiness that had lingered in her heart

up, but she quickly hardened her expression. Using her hands,

legs, he could catch up with her in just a few steps. “Do you still want

a quick

frown, he said, “This is full of artificial sweeteners. You’d better not eat

simply rolled her

the hotel after they were done walking around the night market, it was already

been delivered to their suite that

was sweating quite a bit after walking around the night market. The first thing he did after getting back was to take a

Genevieve sat cross-legged on the mat on the bedroom floor. She ripped off the plastic wrapping on the cat plushy and found that it was quite nice to