My Husband Is a Gary Stu

She snaked her arms around his neck and grinned. “I can't believe a man in his near-forties who's never acted before would actually manage to impersonate a renowned actor like Bruce Gable. And to think he even pulled off a character like Jerry Pann!”

“Near-forties? I'm not even thirty-eight yet,” Armand refuted sternly, taking offense at her mention of his age.

“What's the difference? You'll be forty sooner or later.” Genevieve giggled. “How about you transform yourself into Bruce permanently? He's got such a handsome face, and at least your acting skills won't go to waste.”

With a narrow of his eyes, Armand seized her face with his hands and kissed her violently.

“Stop it!” The woman pushed him away.

Her lips were now moist and a little swollen after all those kisses.

She glared at him while touching her lower lip. “I have to go back soon! If those guys see my lips looking like this, there's no way they'd believe me if I told them I just went to the bathroom! They'd think I went to find myself a man!”

“Isn't that man holding onto you right now?” Armand teased.

Genevieve was so exasperated that she didn't want to talk to him.

“Okay, okay. I'm sorry. Don't be mad.” The man gave her another kiss.

While disguising himself as Bruce, Armand had shot many films while at the same time learning how most couples got along with one another.

He then placed Genevieve's hand in his. “You made a deal with Lilian when she kidnapped you in Baykeep, didn't you? What does she want from you?” he asked.

“It's not that she wants anything from me. I'm the one who wanted to figure something out,” Genevieve clarified. “That's why I pretended to have dissociative personality disorder. I wanted to distract Jack using Nathalia.”

She then looked up. “Mando, if what I do causes us to lose everything, would you be afraid?”

Smiling, Armand pulled her hand toward him and gave it a peck. “I never had anything from the start. You and the children are the only ones who gave my life meaning. Nothing else matters.”

Genevieve appeared pleased with his answer.

“Just keep trusting me like you do,” she reminded, kissing him as a reward. “I won't make you wait too long this time...”

She paused briefly. “Any longer and you'd be fifty then.”

Armand grew irritated but didn't know how to respond.

Genevieve wanted to spend more time with him, but she knew she had been out for too long, and Jack's men were still watching her from the shadows.

After freshening up and reapplying her lipstick in the restroom, she headed back to the karaoke room.

When Armand returned a few minutes later, Evan snickered at him while glancing at his own phone. “What a coincidence, huh, Jerry? Your sugar mommy so happens to be at Remark too, so I told a waiter to get her.”

Armand froze.

Genevieve stilled briefly too before shooting him a glare. He had to pretend to be Jerry, of all people! What is he going to do about Charlotte now?