My Husband Is a Gary Stu

In the morning, Genevieve washed up and came downstairs to find Armand sitting in the living room like a wooden doll. One of the children was applying eyeshadow on his eyes, while the other was painting his left fingernails.

“Daddy, you still can't open your eyes.”

“Mm.”

Genevieve couldn't help but laugh when she saw a ribbon pinned onto the man's short hair. “What are you doing?”

“Mommy, we're doing Daddy's makeup.” Amanda got all excited when she saw Genevieve. “Does the eyeshadow I put on Daddy look good? Has Daddy become cuter?”

Genevieve held back a laugh and complimented earnestly, “Yes, Daddy has become much cuter.”

Armand gave her a helpless glance.

“Come here, Asel. Let me give you a hug.” Genevieve adored seeing the adorable Asel. She held her close and gave her a kiss. “Where's your daddy?”

Asel secretly told her, “Daddy has gone to sleep with Mommy.”

Genevieve sighed.

Seeing that it was already eight o'clock and the two children had to go to school soon, Genevieve told them to continue playing after school. The two little ones obediently went to wash their hands and eat their breakfast.

Seeing the man about to remove the ribbon from his hair, Genevieve stopped him. “Wait a moment, Mando. Let me take a picture.”

After the photo was taken, Genevieve said with a smile, “I see it now.”
In the morning, Genevieve washed up and came downstairs to find Armand sitting in the living room like a wooden doll. One of the children was applying eyeshadow on his eyes, while the other was painting his left fingernails.

“What did you notice?” Armand asked her.

“I can see how great you are, playing the doting father and future father-in-law, sacrificing your dignity just to make your daughter and future daughter-in-law happy,” said Genevieve, laughing uncontrollably at the sight of his purple eyeshadow.

Feigning annoyance, Armand pulled her into his arms and gave her a firm kiss. “Stop laughing. Hurry, help me remove my makeup.”

The makeup toys for children are made with harmless pigments, devoid of any chemical components. They could be easily cleaned with a wet wipe.

As she removed the eyeshadow from Armand's eyes, she couldn't help but laugh. “I bet your daughter bought this kid's makeup to either mess with you or Luc. Luc was quick to escape, but can you find an excuse to slip away? Will you buy her whatever she wants next time?” Genevieve looked at the man.

Armand peeled off the peelable nail polish from his fingernails and expressed helplessly, “I only have this one daughter. If she wants the stars in the sky, I'd have to pluck them down for her.”

“What if your wife wants the stars in the sky?”

“Am I not more useful than the stars?” Armand rubbed her chin. “Wishing upon a star may not necessarily come true, but a wish made to me will definitely be fulfilled.”

“Go ahead and brag.” Genevieve chuckled. “Why don't you give them a call and invite the couple over for breakfast?”