My Flirtacious Husband

Chapter 220

Cooper adjusted his spectacles as a small smile curved his lips. “All right. I won’t let you down.”

I won’t let Samantha off the hook, either.

That woman had been consumed with hatred just because Cooper’s father had left her. It had spurred her to kill Cooper’s entire family in a fire and manipulate Cooper like a pawn over the past twenty or so years.

If not for Samantha’s revenge, his and Genevieve’s relationship would not have ended in ruin.

Genevieve passed Cooper an apple piece. He popped it into his mouth and relished its impossibly sweet taste. He asked, “When will you divorce Armand, Genev? Even if he doesn’t involve the police in his grandmother’s sudden death, he may decide to settle the score with you in private. Maybe I should get you a lawyer and—”

“I’m not divorcing him,” she cut him off.

Cooper was stunned by her reply. He wondered if he had misheard her. “Why aren’t you divorcing him? Wait? D-Do you still love him?”

Genevieve merely smiled instead of gratifying him with a verbal response.

Then, she picked up her phone on the table. Her fingers flew across the screen as she said to her ex-husband, “Marilyn has a violin named ‘Night Breeze.’ Please get it back for me. If she refuses, show her this video I’m sending to you.”

his phone and

at the camera and recounted

declared, “If a fourth person learns about this, I deserve to perish

was dumbfounded after watching the video. His shock lingered on his expression as he stared

off before asking, “Did Armand mistake you for

not important anymore.” Genevieve ate the apple pieces leisurely, seemingly at peace with

acknowledgment before keeping his phone. “I’ll ask to meet her tomorrow. Are you getting discharged today? I

Steven of my decision

door before he could even leave his seat. A

the room and landed on the dining table. His gaze cooled several degrees when he noticed Genevieve

Cooper briefly before turning his attention to Genevieve. He asked, “Do you have anything to pack? I came to send you

stare at Genevieve and piped up, “I’ll send you back,

don’t need you to send my wife home.” Armand stuck a hand in his pocket and exuded an intimidating aura. His frown deepened as

sister to me. What’s wrong with

in the

the air as she leisurely wiped her fingers with a

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