Chapter 327 Do You Think I Am Despicable

From the look on her face, Armand felt responsible and leaned over to ask, “Does it hurt there?”

“No!” Genevieve turned around and glared at him.

“In that case, where does it hurt?” Just as Armand spoke, he reached his hand underneath the blanket, but Genevieve slapped it away at once.

She replied in embarrassment, “My back.”

Armand was stunned by her answer and quickly recalled how he ravaged her the night before. As a guilty expression descended upon his face, he put on his night robe and headed to the bathroom.

He was able to walk faster now due to his expanded field of vision and the fact that he could see better.

After returning with some essential oil from the bathroom, he suggested. “Lie down. I’ll give you a massage to relieve your discomfort.”

“Do you know how to?” Genevieve asked curiously.

by watching videos.” Before he finished, he was already searching

he rubbed his hands with

Genevieve didn’t know whether to laugh

down, her

to see it. Or else, she wouldn’t have missed the cluster of hickeys that covered

was an extremely

had a good idea

working from the inner sides of her lower back up to her

how strong his hands were, his massage felt both reassuring and

that she wasn’t as tense as before, Armand’s lips curled. “I’ll go harder, so

in acknowledgment despite coming

pendant you showed me at home where Samuel’s picture was at the back. Both of you have similar features and unmistakably look like brothers. Even if Isabella isn’t

to her suspicions about the pendant, she

didn’t deny it. However, he remarked, “Whether I’m

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