My Flirtacious Husband

Chapter 156 Overthink

The manager glanced at her finger and said, “Please wait for a moment. I’ll go get some lubricating oil.”

So I couldn’t remove the ring because I didn’t use lubricating oil?

Thinking that the ring would be removed soon, Genevieve felt a bit better. When the manager returned with the tools, Genevieve immediately sat upright on the couch.

The manager applied the lubricating oil on Genevieve’s ring finger and the gap between the ring and her finger. He tried for a while, and the friction made Genevieve’s finger red, but he still could not take off the ring.

“I’m sorry, Mrs. Faulkner. This wedding ring fits your finger too well,” said the manager helplessly.

Genevieve wanted to deny her identity as Armand’s wife, but she could not speak and it was inconvenient for her to type on her phone at that moment. She could only glower at the wedding ring.

The ring indeed fits my finger. I don’t feel pain when wearing it, but I can’t take it out!

Returning after signing for the jewelry, Armand saw that Genevieve’s ring finger was red. Something flashed across his eyes, and he asked casually, “Are we going to check out another jewelry store or buy some clothes?”

Genevieve looked daggers at Armand and stormed off.

current floor because she was unhappy, picking every piece of jewelry once

followed quietly and paid all those with

who were looking at the jewelry were surprised when they saw Genevieve splurging on the jewelry. Some recognized Armand and secretly took pictures of

online sparked frenzied comments from

high status live a different life from us. Looks like they also have to accompany their wife to

his wife shopping, and he pays for them for his wife with his card! My husband looks as if he’s dying when he follows

wondered: Who exactly is Mrs. Faulkner? I really want

she’s Mr. Faulkner’s first love from the Wood family.

netizens had a heated discussion online to find out the identity of Armand’s wife. At that moment, as if intentionally, Genevieve went to the floor that sold handbags and picked from one store to another after finishing

their time shopping with women. They would find a place to sit and play with their phones instead

grew impatient, Genevieve thought she could argue confidently with him. It would be best if

He did not show a hint of impatient. It was Genevieve, however, who hissed in pain when her heels bled after she

nearest shoe store and

front of Genevieve on one knee and put on a band-aid on

slippers on her fair feet. “I’ll ask Steven to get brochures from every brand in the mall. Just get them to send the items to

high heels for a long time. Instead, he was worried