My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 401 Try To Like Me Genevieve entered the store to find loose clothes that could cover her bulging belly because of her pregnancy. However, Jane thought that loose clothes were simply her preference, so she could not help but say, “Ms. Rachford, you have such a great figure, so don’t cover it up. Try out a dress like this.” Genevieve could not stop her, so she took the dress and went into the dressing room. Just as she took off her clothes and put on the dress, she vaguely heard footsteps outside.

Thinking that Jane was there, and since she was having trouble zipping up the zipper at the back, she said, “Ms. Jane, please help me pull the zipper up.” In the next second, Genevieve felt a hand on her shoulder as another hand pulled the zipper up. The hand on her shoulder felt dry and rough. It did not feel like Jane’s hand. Startled, Genevieve shoved off that hand and spun around. Then, she froze when she saw the towering man behind her. “This is the women’s dressing room. How can you be in here?” The man stared at her for a few seconds before cupping her face with his hand. Then, he leaned over to kiss her, his masculine scent wafting up Genevieve’s nose. Subconsciously, Genevieve clenched her teeth and pushed him away.

beat later, she kissed him back. Armand was not rough as he pried open her mouth and kissed her. The faint wooden scent coming from him infatuated her. Their breathing was the only sound in the small dressing room. A long while later, Armand moved away, but he did not straighten up. He continued to let Genevieve rest her arm on his shoulder. As he caressed her soft lips, he hoarsely asked, “Why didn’t you continue to fool me? Didn’t you say that you enjoy sleeping with me? Didn’t you say that you want me to continue serving you, hm?” When Genevieve breathed in the fresh air, her mushy brain sobered up. She pushed the man away with determination and put a distance between the two of them. “I’ve already done everything I want to do; I don’t want

her arm and pushed her backward before pinning her against the wall. “I asked you about this in the past, and you didn’t say you like Jack. So why did you marry him?” “So you’re getting a random man to take revenge on me because of Patrick’s death?” Genevieve gave him a small smile. “Mr. Faulkner, I’ve already given you an answer, so why are you still making wild guesses? It’s best that you don’t think too highly of

wall that divided them both, and they could never get rid of it. The warmth and sweet scent on his lips slowly faded away. He then clenched his teeth and stared at