My Flirtacious Husband

Armand frowned. “Speak clearly!” “For example, a person can make himself better by taking medicine or sweating through exercises if he catches a cold,” Timothy explained. “It is the same for both of them.” Steven understood what Timothy meant, and his expression changed slightly. “I’m going out to make a phone call.” “I’ve said the effect of this kind of prohibited medicine is very strong. A normal person can’t withstand it.” Timothy held out his hand and stopped Steven. “If I remember correctly, Patrick doesn’t have a girlfriend. Is… Is he a virgin?” Steven remained silent. Timothy side-eyed Steven and said, “You rashly called a girl to come over. Aren’t you afraid that the girl will lose her life if Patrick loses control?” Frustrated, Steven remained rooted on the spot. He was the person taking care of Patrick in the room just now, and he no doubt knew the latter’s condition. Patrick was like a psycho just now. However, the antidote they had now could only save one of them. “Actually, it’s easy to solve this problem.” Timothy raised his chin at Armand and gave his suggestion. “I make the antidote for Patrick, whereas you go and take care of Genevieve, Armand. Patrick has followed you for a long time and risked his life for you, Armand. Are you not going to save him?” Seeing Armand, who stood in front of the window, remain silent, Timothy continued to provoke him, “Armand, Genevieve is your legal wife. You’ve already slept with her. Why are you hesitating?” “Shut up,” Armand said coldly. After a few moments, he said with an indifferent voice without a trace of emotion, “Give the antidote to Genevieve. Steven, go out and make the phone call.” “Yes…” Steven took the phone and quickly went out of the suite. “Oh my! Ms. Wood has some tricks indeed,” Timothy exclaimed. Then, he ordered the assistant to help him make the antidote. “She knows everything. She wants to have you even though she knows you’re married. Are you avoiding touching Genevieve because she doesn’t allow you to do so? I’m impressed. I should pay Ms. Wood a visit and learn from her.” Armand frowned after hearing Timothy’s words. He shot Timothy a cold glare. “What?” Timothy shrugged, and his thin lips curled into a smile. “Can’t I praise Ms. Wood for being an impressive person?” “Make the antidote and talk less.” Timothy snorted disdainfully. Nonetheless, he kept his mouth shut after Armand pressured him. The atmosphere in the living room fell silent. Soon, Armand, who was still standing in front of the window, heard Genevieve’s moaning voices from the room. Her voice was soft and sounded miserable from the torment. Armand’s desire was stimulated when he heard the sound, and he gulped. He remembered the night in the hotel a long time ago. In the dimly lit room, Genevieve wrapped her long legs around his waist, kissing his neck and chest. Her skin was warm and as soft as silk. Armand could not get enough of her. Recalling that, he felt heat in his abdomen. Meanwhile, Timothy had already made the antidote. He had heard the sound from the room as well. Walking to the window, he passed the syringe to Armand. “It’s not good for me to go into the room. Besides, she’s your wife. You should serve her.” Seeing Armand did not take the syringe, Timothy frowned and said, “Armand? The needle of the syringe is short. You just need to stab it in the arm. She will not feel the pain at all.” After a short while, Armand finally spoke, “Give the antidote to Patrick.” “What?” Timothy was curious after seeing Armand’s change in behavior. “Are you not saving yourself for Ms. Wood? It’s only ten minutes, and you’re giving up?” Armand stopped pulling his sleeve, and he looked at Timothy coldly. “Do you think you’re funny?” Timothy shrugged and stopped joking. Just when Armand was going into the room, Timothy chased after him and put a small box into his hand. “It’s my first time getting to know this kind of prohibited medicine, and I’m interested. Armand, please help me to record the sustainability of its effect.” Then, Timothy continued in a serious tone, “I can prepare in advance in the event that Genevieve is not feeling well.” Armand already had a darkened expression on his face, but he looked more displeased after hearing Timothy’s words. He slammed the door after entering the room.