My Flirtacious Husband

Chapter 225

It took Armand a lot of effort to even his breathing. He helped her with her shirt and pulled the blanket over her before using the remote controller to close the curtains.

“Get some sleep,” said the man in a raspy voice. “I’ll come and get you when it’s time for lunch.”

Genevieve murmured a reply and curled herself up under the blanket.

After Armand closed the door to the bedroom, he called Steven and said, “Come over to Regality Gardens now.”

He felt so stuffy inside that he couldn’t breathe.

He walked to the living room and saw the pack of cigarettes on the coffee table. He took one out and began to smoke.

Armand didn’t rest when Patrick escaped with Genevieve. He had spent most of his time dealing with the reporters and the other members of the Faulkner family and had Steven in charge of looking for Genevieve.

After he got the police to drop the charges against Genevieve, they sent her things back. It was her phone and her purse that she had left at the Faulkner residence.

The phone screen had cracked, but it still functioned well.

Maria had been worried that Genevieve would need that phone, so she had left it on the coffee table.

broken phone and turned it

photo of her leaning back on a pillow. She had a loose

his

the Devil’s Pasta challenge. Her cheek was pressed against the snow-white body of the plushy, and

was looking at him through the

arrogance, stubbornness, cuteness, and even an undisguised love

and a PIN was required to unlock the phone. He knew the PIN and typed

that “143” was the number of letters in each

documents. Genevieve would type her words on her phone and show them to the others when

didn’t delete a single

anything, Armand. I

ten meatballs and eat every single one of them right in front

unless we get that

“Armand Faulkner, you’re inhuman!”

you’re so much older than me.

I should reciprocate

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