My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 172 You Are Inhuman

It was past three o’clock in the afternoon when Genevieve finally woke up.

Without much memory of what had happened during the wee hours of the morning, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and stumbled out of bed. However, as soon as her feet touched the carpet, the soreness between her legs almost caused her to topple over.

She barely held onto the bed for support, but thankfully, that was enough to keep herself from falling.

The next second, Genevieve grabbed her phone from the bedside table and texted the man who had long since left the bedroom: Armand Faulkner, you’re inhuman!

Shortly after she sent her message, the door suddenly opened.

Even though Armand seemed cold and aloof as he walked in wearing a buttoned-up white shirt and black pants, there was no doubt that his face wore a look of contentment.

Upon seeing a grim-faced Genevieve leaning against the bed, Armand smiled. Without further ado, he lifted her wordlessly in his arms and carried her into the bathroom.

Genevieve, on the other hand, angrily typed out another message: You’re inhuman! You’re a sc*mbag! You’re an animal!”

who flirted with me,”

had intended to place Genevieve on the marble countertop, but when he recalled how she had flinched at the cold marble when they

only kissed you once! Couldn’t you have pushed me away? You inhuman

of it?” Armand asked with a chuckle. After squeezing toothpaste out onto a toothbrush and sticking it into Genevieve’s mouth, he

the toothbrush, Genevieve lifted

went on to brush her teeth and wash her face under the watchful eye of Armand. Once that was all done, he carried her back out and onto

the chair, too, had been padded with a soft

the hotel restaurant’s menu, Genevieve had just applied face toner, but her expression

putting the menu on the dressing table, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the hickeys dotting Genevieve’s

didn’t even use that much force,

some inexplicable reason, Armand felt his heart soften. He stroked her earlobe and said in a low voice, “Once you’re feeling better, we’ll take the private plane back

about taking your private plane? I’ll have you know

she could not bring herself to

She suddenly stopped typing as memories of the terrifying experience came flooding back.

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