My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 107 Why Are You Looking At Me

Genevieve’s personality had changed drastically over the past few days, especially since she had come to the Faulkner residence. It was an eye-opener for Armand that the former could make Harriet so happy with only a few words.

It was also the first time he had seen Harriet be fond of someone so much.

Armand’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He let go of Genevieve’s hand and said coldly, “You’ll only need to please Grandma but not me, or I’ll be annoyed.”

Genevieve’s gaze darkened, but she quickly flashed a smile. “Of course! You’re my boss, so anything you say.”

She slammed the earrings on the cabinet, turned, and walked toward the bathroom.

Looking at the woman’s slender back, Armand frowned. He hurriedly averted his gaze. After drying his hair, he dealt with some emails until late in the night.

He rubbed the bridge of his nose and turned off the computer.

Just as he lifted the quilt and got in bed, he caught sight of Genevieve coming out of the bathroom. Her wavy hair was against her back, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

After taking a shower, the pores all over her body opened up, revealing her fair and tender skin, which was as smooth as an egg with its shell peeled off. Her beautiful toes were shrunk in the cotton slippers, looking beautiful and delicious.

room was a little high. Despite the air conditioner being turned on, he felt rather

stood there without doing anything. Yet, she could easily

had never happened to him

him by wearing such a low-neckline nightdress or that there was some kind

did not notice the man, who was sitting on the bed, had his thoughts go wild

before going to bed from the other side. Then, she switched off the light and got under the quilt getting ready to

beginning to end, she did not even

inexplicably amused. His thin

while, he switched off the light and lay flat on the bed. Just then, he

found her lips accurately, and lowered his head

guard by the kiss, was momentarily stunned. With the gleam of the moonlight, she stared wide-eyed

out of the bathroom without saying a word

suddenly come on top of me? Is he

However, she was held still by the man, who later raised his hand to stroke her soft

felt as though her

of a sudden, she felt a warm flow from her lower

faint fishy smell. His hand that had just rested on the

body a little and stared intently at