My Flirtacious Husband

Chapter 153

Chapter 153 I Beg You To Divorce Me
Armand glanced at the phone while keeping his hands busy with her hair. “I don’t like to give up halfway and more so when I’m working with other people. Let’s talk about this when the time comes.”
Genevieve was dumbfounded.
Isn’t he a man who does things at the drop of a hat? What does he mean by that?
Armand furrowed his eyebrows again, as he still couldn’t tie Genevieve’s hair after a long time. “I still can’t tie it properly. Is there a problem with this hair tie or what?”
Genevieve was frustrated by his movement, too. She turned around and grabbed the hair tie from his hand before giving it a look.
To her surprise, the hair tie was not only in good condition but also unused.
Does he not know how to put hair up with a hair tie?
Genevieve glanced at the man with disdain. Then, she gathered her long hair with both hands and wrapped the hair tie around her hair, tying it into a low ponytail.
Armand pondered for a moment and reached out to pull off the hair tie. “Do it again. Let me take a closer look.”

Genevieve felt like throwing her phone in his face when she showed him the message: Are you insane?
“You did it too fast just now. I didn’t even get a good look at it.” Armand’s expression remained unchanged as he placed the hair tie in her hand. “Just show me one more time, and I’ll probably know how to do it myself.”
It took great effort for Genevieve to hold herself back. Finally, she put down her phone and tied her hair while having her back facing the man for another time.
Perhaps she had slowed down this time. Armand eventually got to see how she did it clearly and no longer caused her trouble. He pointed at the small bowl on the table and asked, “Are you done?”
Genevieve: I don’t want to eat anymore!
It was then that she saw a message from Maria asking how her business trip was going. She withdrew her legs and nestled into the couch while replying to Maria’s message.
Meanwhile, Armand poured the remaining broth from the food jar into the small bowl and dug in.
All of a sudden, his phone on the desk rang.
He raised his head and took a glance at the phone. Then he took the phone over and switched it off.
As for Genevieve, she had her attention on her phone and wasn’t looking in his direction.
After eating, Armand cleaned up the table and moved to the same couch as Genevieve with a small box of ointment prescribed by the doctor in his hand. “Come here. Let me apply the medicine for you.”
Genevieve looked at him and showed him her phone. She wrote: There’s no need for that. I can do it myself with the help of a mirror later.
Armand stared at her quietly. His eyes darkened.
Being stared at made Genevieve feel a little uneasy. She pursed her lips and intended to snatch the ointment from his hand so that she could do it herself in the bathroom.
But before she could do it, the man grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. “Can’t you behave yourself?”
Genevieve rolled her eyes and showed him her words that read: I can’t! I am who I am. I beg you to divorce me the soonest and get yourself a lady who will behave herself.
Armand chuckled in exasperation and said more seriously, “If you refuse to behave yourself, I have no choice but to tie your hands up.”
Genevieve: I dare you!
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