My Flirtacious Husband

After watching Armand leave the house, the servant went back to bed.

The next morning, she did not see the leather shoes the man usually wore or his coat on the hanger. Hence, she assumed that he had been out the entire night.

Genevieve simply gave an indifferent laugh when she heard the housekeeper. “He probably had something important to tend to.”

However, the servant was not convinced, for that was not what it looked like based on the expression she saw on Armand. The man looked like he was mad. Could they have gotten into a fight in the bedroom?

The housekeeper had her assumptions but dared not gossip about them.

After breakfast, Genevieve sent Steven a message to ask about the cemetery’s location, and when she got it, her eyes immediately welled up because that was also where her parents and grandmother were buried.

Genevieve went to a dessert shop to get two boxes of cream puffs before making her way to the cemetery.

Since she had been there twice, she knew of a shortcut to get there and did not have to rely on her phone.

walked up the stairs with the dessert in her hand and soon saw Steven, who was standing in front of a tombstone with

were several staff members of the funeral service company keeping busy under a large black

his back straight, so he looked somewhat

toward Steven slowly until she

holding an urn covered with red cloth as he spoke to Genevieve, his eyes downcast. “Patrick had always been a smart kid. It doesn’t matter if it’s a contest on hacking or sniping skills because he’d always come out on top. The

“I was born in a slum in Xedells, where I spent most of my childhood starving and seeking shelter. My father was killed in a car accident, and the culprit just drove off. The guy was never brought to justice. My

treat his sick mother. He had to fight for a job at

by the owner, who beat him up along with the workers there. When the owner told him that he would get his hands chopped off, Steven immediately swung his fists at the men and made a

into a young man walking out of a

and was about to go home when he saw the owner of

vehicle to talk to the arcade owner and managed

the man’s clothes and car, so he immediately begged Armand to lend him some money and

who had not returned to his arcade yet, snorted at Steven before turning to Armand. “I wouldn’t trust him if I were you. He just tried to steal from me; that should be enough to tell you what kind of person he is. Besides, he’s from the slums. Do you think he’ll be able to pay

want to steal,” protested Steven. “I just need enough money