My Husband Is A Gary Stu
Chapter 502

Chapter 502
This Painting Is Priceless When Armand merely stood there without paying her request any mind, Genevieve slid off his back huffily. “How petty! Is
your mouth inlaid with gold? My son is far better! I can hug and kiss him to my heart’s content!” she griped. When she went abroad to make the
purchases, she made a detour to Dartan. At the sight of her son’s aloof face that was very much similar to Armand’s, she hugged and caressed him
at length. She took out her dejection for her failed attempts to kiss the man on him, making him so vexed that he didn’t want to bother about her
anymore.
The instant Armand heard that, his gaze darkened. He swiftly strode to the kitchen. Taking out an apple from the fridge, Genevieve followed him to
the kitchen. She leaned half her body against the kitchen counter. As she munched on the apple, she studied the man’s face. “You’re so handsome
when you cook, Mando! If you publish a cookbook, it’ll definitely be a bestseller! The ideal type in women’s eyes is a man like you, Mando!” Praises
rang out, one after another. The more she spoke, the more intense the veins on Armand’s forehead throbbed. Finally snapping, he jerked his head
over and regarded her coldly. “If you still want to eat, you’d best shut up. Otherwise, I’m not cooking anymore.” “Okay, okay.” Genevieve went silent
and watched him intently. Half an hour later, a plate of steaming hot beef tacos was served. There was some extra beef, so Armand made two bowls
of beef soup. His cooking was so good that Genevieve could eat ten tacos alone. After eating, she deftly put the dishes away into the kitchen.
Then, she went upstairs and found Armand in the bedroom. Snagging the necktie on the chair, she dragged the man along the corridor toward the
home theatre. Standing in front of the home theatre, she tied the necktie around his eyes. “Are you ready, Mando?” Having entered the home theatre,
Genevieve turned on the projector before removing the necktie from his eyes. Armand slowly opened his eyes, only to notice that he was standing in
the middle of the room. Under the dim lightning, he could see gift boxes of various sizes stacked on the carpet before him. Every single box was
labeled with a figure. Genevieve pointed at the small pile of gift boxes on the floor and asked with a beam, “These are my gift to you! Are you
surprised?” After saying that, she pulled the man down to sit cross-legged on the floor. When a cute little boy looking at the camera blankly
materialized on the projector that had been turned on earlier, she picked up the present labeled with the figure one and handed it to Armand. “This is
your one-year-old birthday present! Quick, open it and see what it is, Mando!” Armand’s lips twitched as though he wanted to say something. In the
end, however, he merely dipped his eyes and untied the ribbon on the box. Taking out a beautiful golden lock from the box, Genevieve exclaimed,
“What a lovely golden lock! Happy first birthday, Mando! I wish you happiness all your days!” Soon, the slideshow changed to another picture. The
little boy in it appeared a little older than the previous one. Genevieve handed the gift box labeled with the figure two to Armand. The pile of gift boxes
was none other than the presents she scoured the globe for in the past two weeks. Armand’s one-year-old gift was a golden lock, followed by a
discontinued teddy bear, a scale model car, and so on.
She meticulously prepared gifts for the man, from his first birthday to his thirty-seventh birthday. Each time Armand unwrapped a present, the boy in
the slideshow would be older than the previous one. He went from an adorable little boy in kindergarten uniform to a cool teenager in high school
uniform, and finally, to a calm and reserved man in a suit. The boy in the slideshow gradually grew older. The only thing that remained unchanged
was his unfathomable eyes. Everything she prepared painstakingly had warmth suffusing Armand and his emotions roiling. Nonetheless, his

My Husband Is A Gary Stu
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Elliot and Avery
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The Alpha Claimed Me Deeply
Chapter 50
expression remained unchanged. He unwrapped the final present, the gift box for his thirty-seventh birthday. It’s an... abstract painting? The painting
within the exquisite frame was too abstract that he could only vaguely tell that it seemed to be a bee. Picking it up, Genevieve held it up in front of him
and said smilingly, “This is a bee. It’s adorable, no? This painting is priceless, and you can’t buy it even if you offer hundreds of millions.”

My
Husband
Is A
Gary
Stu
Elliot
and
Avery
The
Alpha
Claimed
Me
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