My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 98

“This dendrobium competed in a contest before. It costs me more than ten thousand!” Genevieve then tapped the corner of her lips and added with a faint smile, “If this plant is not enough to cheer her up, I can always use my mouth. Anyway, I know that making your grandmother happy is the primary reason behind me marrying you, Mr. Faulkner, and I am confident about fulfilling this task.”

Seeing that she suddenly addressed him differently, Armand frowned but said nothing.

Twenty minutes before seven, the car arrived at the Faulkner residence’s entrance.

The residence owned by the Faulkners was in the most southerly part of the city and initially belonged to an ancient time minister.

As time passed, Harriet got tired of Xedells and thought about returning to Jadeborough. Hence, Ayden Faulkner, her husband, brought the residence through connections and even hired famous architects to renovate the place.

Ever since then, Harriet stayed there.

Year after year, the descendants of the Faulkner family would come from Xedells and gather at this residence whenever there was a festival.

The car now drove past the entrance and was on the road heading toward the main house.

Genevieve noticed both sides of the road were full of sycamore trees. Though they were so large that they almost covered the whole sky, she sensed a romantic ambiance from them.

she asked Steven about the things Harriet loved, she found out that besides dendrobium,

heard that Jadeborough didn’t have many sycamore trees back then. In order to allow his wife to be able to see them every day, Ayden spent tons of money to get someone to move the sycamore trees to Jadeborough from

would be such a romantic

told the housekeepers in the main house about their arrival earlier, a few housekeepers came out of the house and

“Mr. Armand, Mdm. Genevieve.”

to one of the housekeepers

of the building with Armand, she faintly heard footsteps

them at a quick pace. Underneath the pale purple dress, her belly was slightly

elated to see Armand. “Armand,” she called out to him in a delicate yet melodic

his coat to the housekeeper, Marilyn stretched her hands out

instead.” Genevieve quickly took the coat from him and hung it on the clothes

Genevieve. The former blinked

a clear look at Marilyn’s face, she was surprised.

attended a few of her violin classes. I’m her fan too.” She naturally held his arm as they walked past

the end of her sentence, she turned to Marilyn and asked, “By the

merely stared