My Flirtacious Husband

Genevieve took a cab to Central Group. Just as she came down from the cab, the reporters rushed out of nowhere and surrounded her.

They threw her almost the same questions. “Ms. Rachford, Ms. Wood claimed that you’ve killed Mrs. Wood. Is that true?”

“When did Mrs. Wood die?”

A surprised look appeared on Genevieve’s face, and the reporters quickly snapped her expressions with their cameras. “I’ve been keeping my husband company after leaving the office last afternoon. You can check my records at the hospital. Are you accusing me of something baseless like this when I’ve been spending my time at the hospital? Moreover, I bear no grudges against Ms. Wood. Why would I want to kill her mother? Is she insane, or am I losing it?”

Everything Genevieve said made sense, but some of the reporters still did not let her off.

“Ms. Wood dated Mr. Faulkner for thirteen years. Did you kill her mother because you’re resentful that Ms. Wood still has a place in Mr. Faulkner’s heart?”

Genevieve gave the reporters a brief smile. “I know about their matter, but I don’t see the point of doing such a foolish thing.

“Marilyn has been with him for over a decade, and she has taught him what love is. For that, I should thank her. If Mr. Faulkner still has feelings for Marilyn, I’ll get a divorce with him once he wakes up. If you don’t believe my words, feel free to wait and see.”

The reporters were people who went after gossip all day. In other words, they had seen all kinds of scenes.

However, it was their first time encountering someone like Genevieve.

while he was in a coma. Moreover, she even said that she would let her husband and his ex-girlfriend get together if

on the internet, it

netizens saw the video, they angrily left comments such as: A: How

I’d say he’s worse

men aren’t reliable. Take his money and run away from

Xedells. I heard that Mrs. Wood killed herself with poison. This

Relations Department did not even need to intervene in the matter. Just the clip itself was more than enough to swiftly make

that Martha

a matter of fact,

a douchebag and telling you to keep sleeping and not wake up! They’re even saying

grabbed the jug on the table and threw it in the direction

“Get lost!”

to you. It’s not as if I’m cursing you. That’s why I’ve said the worst thing to do is to cross a woman, Armand. Your wife is one dangerously lethal femme

his temples in

others from slandering her and eventually

was also doing that