My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 225 Her Eyes That Held So Much Beauty

she had left it on the coffee table.Armand grabbed that broken phone and turned it on.The wallpaper was a photo of her leaning back on a pillow. She had a loose white shirt on and her collarbone was exposed.She was wearing his shirt at that time.The plushy she was hugging was the one he won from the Devil’s Pasta challenge. Her cheek was pressed against the snow-white body of the plushy, and she was smiling at the camera.Her eyes were watery. It was as though she was looking at him through the screen with eyes that held so much beauty.There was arrogance, stubbornness, cuteness, and even an undisguised love in those eyes.Armand swiped the screen, and a PIN was required to unlock the phone. He knew the PIN and typed “1431118” to unlock it.The second he unlocked the phone, he recalled that “143” was the number of letters in each word for “I love you” and the last four numbers were his birthday.When he clicked on the notepad, he saw two documents. Genevieve would type her words on her phone and show them to the others when she couldn’t speak. She had a habit of deleting everything after the person she was communicating with had read the message.However, she didn’t delete a single word she told him.“I don’t owe you anything, Armand. I want a divorce!”“Just you wait. Once my throat is healed, I’ll buy ten meatballs and eat every single one of them right in front of you. Damn you!”“I’m not leaving unless we get that plushy.”“Armand Faulkner, you’re inhuman!”“But you’re so much older than me. Isn’t it normal to call you Sir?”“Since you’ve put on a tattoo to my liking, I thought I should reciprocate the gesture and get one resembling your favorite mythical creature.”“Thank you, Sir! Xoxo!”He kept reading the words on the notepad and reminisced about those memories. He thought about their time at Springwyn, about her throwing a tantrum, and about her throwing herself in his arms.She couldn’t even talk at that time, but she was still mischievous, and her each and every move was adorable.Cough! Cough!Armand had been smoking for years, but that was the first time he had choked. When the smoke hit his lungs, it felt bitter and painful.At this moment, the doorbell rang. He went to answer the door and saw that it was Steven.“Mr. Faulkner.”Steven noted how terrible Armand looked and saw a hint of emotion he had never seen before in those eyes. After greeting him, he entered the living room with Armand.Armand pointed