My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 108 Untamable Man

a casual glance at Genevieve’s face, only to notice the faint hickeys on her neck. Quickly, she understood the reason Genevieve slept in and looked slightly exhausted. Her face paled instantly as she gritted her teeth. “You… Last night, you two…” Genevieve pressed her hand on her neck when she noticed Marilyn staring at it, swiftly recalling that Armand had bit her last night. “My apologies for letting you see this.” Genevieve pulled her lips into a thin line before adding in frustration, “I told my husband that he should show some restraint when we’re not at home, but he didn’t listen to me.” She felt delightful upon noticing that Marilyn’s body swayed, her face paling even more. I, too, know a thing or two about making people feel disgusted. When Genevieve raised her hand, Marilyn noticed a lovely bracelet on her wrist. She also realized immediately that it was Harriet’s favorite bracelet. According to professional appraisers, it would at least cost thirty million. Although Harriet had gifted Marilyn a bracelet too after the latter got pregnant, it wasn’t as exquisite as the one given to Genevieve. Just going by that, it was apparent that Harriet was biased toward Genevieve. Marilyn clenched her fists as she suppressed feelings of envy that arose within her, looking at Genevieve calmly. “You won’t be able to hold onto a man like him, Genevieve.” Without warning, Genevieve raised her right hand to show off her wedding ring. “Why would you say that when I’m already wearing a wedding ring?” It came as another huge blow to Marilyn’s ego. Supporting herself against the wall to steady her swaying body, she snarked, “So what if you have a wedding ring? It was Old Mrs. Faulkner who had the rings sent to you both. Armand only put it on because he had always been obedient to his grandmother! Why do you think he even married you? It was because she forced him to do so! He would never have his eyes on a woman like you!” Her tone was menacing as she glowered at Genevieve. “So who do you suppose he would set his sights on? You?” Genevieve threw the ball back at her. “Of course!” Marilyn had a gentle look on her face as she claimed in arrogance, “I’ve known Armand for more than ten years. He only adores and has eyes for me. On the contrary, You only married him for his money.” She looked at Genevieve in disdain. “Indeed.” Genevieve nodded smilingly. “I’ve married him for the money, so I don’t care if he loves me or not. Even if he was forced into this marriage by Old Mrs. Faulkner, it’s got nothing to do with me. He can always file for a divorce, or I’ll just continue living as his wife.” Marilyn bit on her bottom lip harshly. “Genevieve, don’t you think you’re lowly?”