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.

her screen with the intention of getting in bed earlier.

end, she did lay in bed, but without a

Armand’s arms, and would still be able to doze off by using his pillow even if the man had been shooed

time though, her brain cells were in overdrive mode, as though they

an insomniac needed to rely on sleeping pills and how she could really use

phone screen lit

for it and read Armand’s message. Come and get the

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

are you

your stomach.” Armand walked in and

realized that it was

gotten on the plane

herself into

jar roused a warm and fuzzy feeling from inside of her. “It’s

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

snort. “Have you ever seen any fancy clothes

her weight show up on her cheeks first ever since

the fragrance of the meat inside the braised beef when it was liberated from the food jar. That made her mouth water a little. “Did you

picked up a morsel of beef and brought it toward Genevieve who pliantly