My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 75 He Is Having Dinner At Home

As she walked toward the window, she found Armand’s number and dialed it. Enjoying the scenery of the garden, she held her breath while waiting for him to answer the call.

After ten seconds, the call went through.

Just as Genevieve was about to speak, a gentle and feminine voice could be heard from the other end. “Hi, who’s there?”

Genevieve found the voice familiar.

Well aware that Armand was busy, Genevieve simply viewed the caller as a worker of his company. “I’m looking for Mr. Faulkner. Is he busy?”

“No.” After a short pause, she added, “He’s having dinner at home.”

Although the woman’s voice sounded friendly and gentle, Genevieve knitted her brows slightly as she could tell that she was trying to assert dominance.

In a flash, she understood the situation and apologized, “Sorry to disturb, then.” She swiftly hung up the phone.

Ever since she found out Armand’s identity and agreed to his deal, Genevieve knew that he would be surrounded by many women, and she would not be his only one.

The call that day confirmed her suspicions.

Although she had no right to interfere with Armand’s love life, she somehow felt uncomfortable when she found out about the presence of some other woman around him.

table, Maria cast a glance at Genevieve, who was standing

busy so he’ll not be able

on the table to be an eyesore. With that, she took it to

Genevieve’s actions, Maria seemed to figure out

particular weekend, the weather was

When the woman who had answered the call flashed through her mind, she felt her heart

edition Pagani a check before installing the shockproof

Genevieve exiting the house, he gave the roof of the car a pat and raised his eyebrow at her. “Genev,

expression, Genevieve strode over

took a quick glance at her. “Genev, are

door and stared at him after getting into the car. “Are you coming? If you’re not, I’ll just drive

course I am!” Upon hearing that, Patrick quickly hopped

had owned quite a few luxury cars before, including a limited edition sports car, she bought them because

driving the Pagani as it was very

open, the strong wind ruffled her

in fear in the passenger seat and holding

drive that fast!” It was Patrick’s first time finding a car ride more terrifying

me if you’ve come across anything that has upset

on the brake. Whirling around to look at Patrick, she muttered, “I have sublime driving skills.

I’m merely impressed with your driving skills. Feel free to drive the new car however you like. It doesn’t matter if I’m dead. But you’re the wife of a CEO that’s worth hundreds of billions, so nothing must

Genevieve was rendered speechless.