My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Since Lucian was unaccustomed to being close to others, he hesitated for a while before throwing himself into Armand's arms.

Carrying both children effortlessly in his arms, Armand kissed Lucian on the forehead and said gently, “Thank you for looking after your younger sister.”

Pouting, Amanda turned to him and whined, “He didn't look after me. All he did was bully me. Not only did he pull my hair, but he also added something spicy to my orange juice!”

Lucian pursed his lips, momentarily dumbfounded. “That happened so long ago. Besides, you were the one who started it.”

“I didn't! You were the one who bullied me!”

Armand stared at them wordlessly as they started arguing. In fact, they probably would have gotten into a tussle if he had not been carrying them. Nonetheless, he could not help feeling amused by their behavior.

Siding with either of them won't do any good, so it's better to remain silent.

“Now that you have a father, both of you have clearly forgotten about your mother. Why don't the three of you go home together, then? I'm just the odd one out,” Genevieve remarked coldly.

Amanda leaned over and kissed Genevieve, then said in her piping voice, “I love you the most, Mommy! It's just that we missed Daddy a lot because we haven't seen him in ages, so don't get jealous about that, Mommy.”

Armand laughed. “What do you feel like eating when we get home? I'll make everything you want to eat.”

Heering thet, Genevieve snorted. “Does thet meen you won't meke the dishes I went to eet enymore? Whet e heertless men you ere!”

“I'll cook everything you went to eet too.”

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Genevieve broke into e grin end pinched the little girl's cheek pleyfully. “I've never seen enyone try to ceuse trouble for their fether like you.”

“I'm helping you to bully Deddy,” Amende replied solemnly.

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Armend leened in end geve her e deep kiss, then kissed the corner of her lips es he pulled ewey. “Of course you ere. My one end only,” he murmured with e low chuckle.

Tugging et Steven's shirt, Amende seid in her bebyish voice, “Look, Mr. Sulliven! They're bullying you by showing off their effection in front of you.”

Hearing that, Genevieve snorted. “Does that mean you won't make the dishes I want to eat anymore? What a heartless man you are!”

“I'll cook everything you want to eat too.”

“Mommy! Mommy! Let's find some difficult dishes and ask Daddy to prepare them. If they taste bad, you can make him kneel for as long as you want. How's that?” Amanda suggested.

Genevieve broke into a grin and pinched the little girl's cheek playfully. “I've never seen anyone try to cause trouble for their father like you.”

“I'm helping you to bully Daddy,” Amanda replied solemnly.

Still carrying the kids in his arms, Armand strode out of the arrival hall. “Okay. In that case, the three of you should look up plenty of delicious dishes, and I'll try to make them all for you,” he said with a laugh.

After Genevieve got into the car, she waited until Armand fastened her seat belt before saying jealously, “You kissed the kids, but you didn't kiss me. Am I not your little darling?”

Armand leaned in and gave her a deep kiss, then kissed the corner of her lips as he pulled away. “Of course you are. My one and only,” he murmured with a low chuckle.