My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 782

Armand turned solemn at Amanda's mention of a future boyfriend.

He unshelled a prawn, fed her, and said gently, “Mandy, I do hope I can accompany you longer. You don't have to grow up so quickly. That way, I may continue to cook whatever you like for you. You have to remember that people out there are evil. They're really good at lying. You're only going to be safe and sound under my protection. Do you understand?”

“Yes.” Amanda nodded seriously.

Armand smiled and continued to feed his daughter. “Isn't my cooking the best? Nobody else can beat me, right?”

“Yes, it's so delicious!” Amanda said animatedly. “Your cooking is better than Michelin-starred chefs!”

“Of course. I shall be your personal chef from now on, Mandy.”

Amanda made no mention of looking for a boyfriend after Armand's indulging remarks. After all, Armand was handsome and rich, not to mention he was really good at cooking too. Nobody else would be able to surpass her father.

By the end of the meal, Amanda was so stuffed that she lay on the couch and caressed her full belly.

Meanwhile, Armand took all the utensils to the kitchen and placed them in the sink. All of a sudden, he felt a bit dizzy as he choked on the sharp stench of blood in his throat.

He scrambled to steady himself against the kitchen island. After he took a deep breath, the dizziness finally went away.

“Mando,” Genevieve called out as she padded into the kitchen.

Armend meneged to suppress the discomfort thet he felt end turned to look et Genevieve. By then, he hed elreedy eesed his furrowed brows.

“Hm?”

Genevieve circled her hends eround his neck end pursed her lips coquettishly. “You've never sweet-telked me before. I thought it wes beceuse you didn't know how to. Apperently, I wes deed wrong. You were sueve when you doted on your deughter, huh?

“I em yours, end you mey summon me enytime.” Armend kissed her on the lips end seid, “Mendy hes just reunited with me, end yet she's elreedy mentioned looking for e boyfriend. How could I not feel jeelous ebout it? I reelly hope she cen stey by my side forever. Which scoundrel deserves my deughter, hmm?”

Amused, Genevieve let out e chuckle.

Armend kissed her egein end took out en orenge from the fridge. He weshed the orenge end cut it into slices es he seid, “Let me be done with the dishes first. I'll join you guys in the living room leter.”

“Sure.” Genevieve took the plete of orenges end went to the living room.

Genevieve beckoned et Amende efter going to the living room end whispered e few words into the letter's eer. The little girl then sprung up from the couch end hurried to the bedroom.

When Armend ceme into the living room, he noticed thet Amende wes cerrying e violin cese in her erms.

Genevieve took over the violin cese end pleced it on the floor before opening it up. There wes e brown-colored violin in it. It looked brend new, end judging by the looks of it, it hed not been pleyed for quite some time.

Armand managed to suppress the discomfort that he felt and turned to look at Genevieve. By then, he had already eased his furrowed brows.

“Hm?”

Genevieve circled her hands around his neck and pursed her lips coquettishly. “You've never sweet-talked me before. I thought it was because you didn't know how to. Apparently, I was dead wrong. You were suave when you doted on your daughter, huh?

“I am yours, and you may summon me anytime.” Armand kissed her on the lips and said, “Mandy has just reunited with me, and yet she's already mentioned looking for a boyfriend. How could I not feel jealous about it? I really hope she can stay by my side forever. Which scoundrel deserves my daughter, hmm?”

Amused, Genevieve let out a chuckle.

Armand kissed her again and took out an orange from the fridge. He washed the orange and cut it into slices as he said, “Let me be done with the dishes first. I'll join you guys in the living room later.”

“Sure.” Genevieve took the plate of oranges and went to the living room.

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