My Flirtacious Husband

Armand gulped when he realized she was treating those words as her last words. “You can take revenge yourself! Wait for me, okay? I’ll be there within twenty minutes. Keep driving safely, Genevieve…”

After saying a few more sentences, he suddenly noticed that he could no longer hear Genevieve breathing through the phone. He only realized the call had ended after checking his phone. Why did the call end so suddenly? Did her phone run out of battery?

Armand cursed out loud and got onto his vehicle. He then sped off without a moment’s hesitation.

While driving he dialed Steven’s number.

When the call ended abruptly, Genevieve thought Armand couldn’t make up his mind. How could he prioritize Marilyn and her child over his own child? Whoever ends up being his child in the future is cursed.

Prior to that, she felt a sense of despair overwhelming her because she was stuck in the car. After the call, however, she felt rather at peace. Well, perhaps it’s good that I die. I don’t have any relatives or kids. Heck, I don’t even have loved ones. It seems like I’m bound to break the promise I’ve made to Patrick.

It was already past midnight at that point, and she was the only one on that road. Due to how empty the spacious road was, one couldn’t help but find it eerie.

Genevieve kept her hands steady on the steering wheel and let the car speed forward. From time to time, she would also peek at the timer.

Thirteen minutes and twenty seconds.

minutes and

minutes and five

away from the city, the time shown on the timer became

was just waiting for it to

if I would still

heard the sound of a motorcycle approaching from behind. When she looked in her rear-view mirror, she saw a superbike closing in on her

of her car. The motorcyclist then reduced its speed to

think about who it was, she saw the rider taking off his helmet to reveal his chiseled

face, Genevieve froze on the spot.

closer to the car before leaning over to knock on the

the way down, Armand’s

the car window, the left rear wheel of the car exploded all of a sudden. When that happened, the steering wheel started turning frantically. As a result, the car

let go of the handle in time. In

time, Genevieve tried her best to steady the car and was relieved when she finally managed to stabilize it. However, she noticed

something, but it seemed like Armand hadn’t noticed the timer at all. With a solemn expression, he instructed, “Move the