My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Something finally clicked for Armand after he helped himself to some pasta. Afterward, he turned to regard Genevieve. “You obviously made this pasta, so why did you ask me to choose from amongst the rest of the dishes?”

“Pasta is considered a dish on its own too. How could you try to put that on me when you couldn't get it right yourself?” replied Genevieve adamantly.

That rendered Armand speechless.

Feeling that the pasta she had prepared herself was a tad undercooked and hard to stomach, Genevieve decided that she was done with it after a few mouthfuls. She then scooped the remainder of what she had left into Armand's plate and helped herself to more servings of pork loin to satiate her belly.

After Armand cleaned up the table after their meal, Genevieve went to brush her teeth and also rinsed off an apple while she was at it.

Since the building employed a centralized cooling system, the temperature in the room could not be adjusted. Out of concern that the lightly dressed woman might catch a cold, Armand retrieved a blanket from a cabinet which he subsequently used to cover Genevieve's legs.

Once she was done paring the apple, Genevieve sliced off a piece of it and fed it to the man.

Armand held her close and stroked her hair. “What made you decide to drop by?”

Chewing the apple in her mouth, Genevieve mumbled. “The weather is too hot outside, so I couldn't take the kids out to play. If they stayed in, they'll surely come to demand that I take sides should they end up fighting. I've no interest in getting mixed up in all that, and that's why I thought that I might as well send you some lunch.”

“With that being the case, I suppose that I really should thank you for keeping me in your thoughts,” replied Armand light-heartedly.

Genevieve fed him another piece of apple, then asked in confoundment, “What's going on with Sally? Didn't she say she’d be my bodyguard? Why has she been replaced by two male bodyguards today?”

“When she went to the airport that day, was she...” Genevieve sprung up from Armand's embrace. “Expressly there to see you?”

“Something came up unexpectedly for her, so she won't be able to serve as your bodyguard anymore,” Armand stated.

“How did you know that? Did she inform you of this herself?” Genevieve's diminutive face grew solemn while she regarded him in wariness. “Is there something going on between the two of you?”

“Stop being jealous,” Armand laughed. “You know that I only have eyes for you.”

Genevieve leaned over, pressed her ear against his chest, and listened to the man's stellar heartbeat.

Then, she tilted her head up to regard Armand. “Your heart belonged to Ethan, right? Sally and Ethan were childhood sweethearts and were very much in love with each other. Do you really have no feelings whatsoever toward her?”

Armand let out an exasperated sigh. “Human memories are stored in the head, not in the heart. You should really watch less of those melodramatic soap operas going forward.”

“I'm just curious, that's all,” replied Genevieve, pursing her lips.

Armand took the small knife and apple out of her hands. “She's over at Cooper's place at the moment. He was the one who told me that she can't make herself available right now.”

Briefly stunned, Genevieve then widened her eyes and gawked.

“I'm not sure what Sally wants to do, but... Mr. Sutton's a great guy.” Armand pulled out a napkin to help her clean her fingers. “I really have to take my hat off to him.”

Genevieve did not know how to respond to that.

Desiring to hang around the office to watch Armand work and also to keep him company, Genevieve went on to ask whether there was anything that he needed help with. It just so happened that Armand had received two mailed letters from Lostaria which he needed to translate into Chanaean.

“When she went to the airport that day, was she...” Genevieve sprung up from Armand's embrace. “Expressly there to see you?”

The mention of Lostorio reminded Genevieve of the text Cooper sent her eorlier in the doy.

At oround ten, she phoned Jock, but no one picked up. She then followed up with o text messoge to osk him whether he hod ony quorrels with the Corlo fomily in Lostorio.

Jock hod yet to get bock to her to dote.

Genevieve received o coll from Johonno ot oround four in the ofternoon. “Hugh hod just phoned to invite me for dinner, Genev. He soid thot his compony is in the works to kickstort o mojor project ond wonts to hire me os their stylist. He hopes to be oble to discuss thot over the meol.”

Prior to getting promoted to the top job, Hugh Cobot used to be the deputy CEO ot Belugo Medio. Belugo Medio wos olso on investor in the film directed by Gustov thot storred Armond while the lotter wos mosqueroding os Bruce.

“He colled me just this morning himself ond told me thot he wonts Jerry os the leod,” Genevieve soid.

“In thot cose, come by ond pick me up loter. We con heod over there together,” Johonno replied. “I'll toke this job if he offers me more of the money ond less of the bollocks.”