My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 359 Late Night Supper Delivery

Genevieve wanted to text Armand but discovered that she was unable to find his contact. Thinking about it, she was reminded that she already had his number blocked for some time now.

During that period, Armand had always reached her via short messaging.

Finally, Genevieve removed the man from the blacklist and sent a text over: They would need to make a living from making movies. How are they going to do that if they cannot even get any traction on the mentions of their actors?

Armand: Who might you be referring to, specifically?

Genevieve: Sylvie Clasen. There was a trending Twitter thread discussing our physical likeness. Were you the one who shut it down?

Armand: No. I don’t pay any attention to this sort of entertainment news at all.

In spite of his denial, Genevieve was convinced that it was him though she did not press on. Placing down her phone, she collected her nighties and went on to freshen up in the washroom.

After stepping out of the showers, she saw that Armand had sent her another message.

Armand: Had dinner yet?

Genevieve: No. I’m on a diet.

Her clothes had been reworked by Johanna’s clever hands and looked even better than they were previously. In order to put on those nice threads, she could not allow herself to gain weight.

the intention of getting in bed earlier. That way, she

she did lay in bed, but without a

times, she had grown accustomed to falling asleep inside Armand’s arms, and would still be able to doze off by using his pillow even if the man had been shooed

in overdrive

about how many an insomniac needed to rely on sleeping pills and how she could really use some at this very

phone screen lit

and read Armand’s message. Come

Genevieve was momentarily stumped.

into her slippers. Pulling open the door, she was greeted by the sight of Armand’s towering frame outside. Dangling in his right hand was

are you

upset your stomach.” Armand walked in and closed the door behind him in stride before he led her over to the

time, Genevieve realized that it was

he had already gotten on the plane from Jadeborough while I was struggling

lips, Genevieve settled herself into the chair

jar roused a warm and fuzzy feeling from inside of her. “It’s already so late. Eating now is going

Armand. “I know that these aren’t that caloric dense because I’ve looked it up myself. And why are you so obsessed with your own figure? It’s not like you’re some movie

replied with a snort. “Have you ever seen any fancy clothes that

on her cheeks first ever since

when it was liberated from the

do, really.” Armand picked up a morsel of beef and brought it toward