My Husband Is A Gary Stu
Chapter 999

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Chapter 999
Genevieve opened the thermos flask, and her brows wrinkled at the spicy aroma.
She replaced the lid and picked up her phone to text: The baked pork chops are delicious, but I can't have any of the masala chai as it's too spicy.
When she was almost done with the pork chops, Armand replied: Masala chai is good for you as it helps with circulation. I'll make you some
meatballs for dinner, all right?
Since he offered a compromise, Genevieve accepted it gracefully and texted back: All right then.
After waiting for the masala chai to cool, Genevieve closed her eyes and chugged it down. She felt the sweetness and spiciness swirling endlessly in
her mouth after she finished her cup and found it excruciating.
Masala chai is one of mankind's most heinous inventions.
Less than half of the masala chai remained in the thermos flask by the time she got off work that night. Genevieve could not bear another drop, so
she secretly ran to the restroom to pour the rest away.
Armand sent a text to Genevieve to inform her that he was waiting at the spot he dropped her off that morning.
Upon entering the car, Genevieve placed the bag containing the lunchbox and the thermos flask into the compartment next to the armrest. Armand
glanced at it before starting the vehicle.
“Did you finish the masala chai?”
“Of course I finished it.” Genevieve's lips twisted in displeasure as she continued, “I won't be having any more tomorrow, though. That drink was
designed to torture humans. I still have the taste of ginger in my mouth.”
Though Armand guessed from her words that she had not, in fact, finished the masala chai, he merely smiled without exposing her.
Armand brought Genevieve to the grocer first. He pushed the cart and walked in her wake as she helped herself to a variety of ingredients she
intended on having him cook for her.
After buying their things and taking the elevator down to the underground parking lot, Armand suddenly approached Genevieve and held the back of
her head as he kissed her.

Genevieve tasted the toffee he slipped her and found it pleasantly sweet.
Armand brushed her cheek. “Do you still have the taste of ginger in your mouth?” he asked with a smile.
He is such a flirt!
Genevieve's cheeks burned. She shoved him away upon regaining her composure. “Lewd behavior like that will get you arrested,” she mumbled, her
mouth sticky with toffee.
Armand chuckled softly.
When the elevator doors opened, he grabbed the groceries with one hand, held Genevieve's in his other, and walked out.
Upon arriving back at Regality Gardens, Armand first took out the groceries from the shopping bags and placed them into the fridge after sorting them
out. “Genev,” he called Genevieve, who was in the living room, “come help me tie my apron.”
“Don't you have hands of your own?” She was reluctant to go to him.
“Do you want meatballs or not?”
Genevieve was on the couch browsing her phone. After struggling for several seconds, she went barefoot to the kitchen counter and took the apron
from the man's hands.
She waited for him to bend over and put on the apron for him.
The hem of his shirt was tucked into his trousers, which framed his lithe waist. In addition to his stern appearance, he looked abstinent and cold.
Genevieve was tying the strings at Armand's back when a mischievous idea struck her.
She pulled his shirt out from his pants and tickled him forcefully at the waist, wanting to watch him squirm.
Armand did not move. Instead, he turned around to look at her. “Are you that impatient to get in my bed, Genev?”
“Who's getting in your bed?” Genevieve retracted her hand, puzzled at how he did not feel ticklish despite the vigorous assault she subjected him to.
Armand leaned over close to her. “I want you to.”
Genevieve understood what he implied. She blocked his approaching forehead with two fingers and pushed him away before sticking her tongue out
at him.

My Husband Is A Gary Stu
Chapter 998
Elliot and Avery
Chapter 2085
The Alpha Claimed Me Deeply
Chapter 50
“Keep. On. Dreaming!”
Armand chuckled at her childish behavior.
He was worried before that the psychologist's method would fail and that she would forget everything between them.
It seems now I have been worrying for nothing. Just like before, she is still fond of relying on me and only shows her adorable side to me.

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

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