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.

things Harriet loved, she found out that besides dendrobium,

Jadeborough didn’t have many sycamore trees back then. In order to allow his wife to be able to see them

be such a romantic and

the guards by the entrance had told the housekeepers in the main house about their arrival earlier, a few housekeepers came out of the

“Mr. Armand, Mdm. Genevieve.”

at them and passed the dendrobium to one of the housekeepers after retrieving it from

building with Armand, she faintly heard footsteps from

at a quick pace. Underneath the pale

see Armand. “Armand,” she called

the housekeeper, Marilyn stretched her hands out before anyone else could react. “Give it

the coat

The former blinked

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

Wood. When I studied in Dartan previously, I attended a few of her violin classes. I’m her fan too.” She naturally

sentence, she turned to Marilyn and asked, “By the way, why are

merely stared