My Flirtacious Husband

“I’m only going to apply ointment on you. Why do I need to lock the door?” Timothy said in a panicked tone. “Armand, don’t play with me. Your wife is possessive about you. What if she misunderstands?”

Armand replied impatiently, “I told you to lock the door. Just do as I say and stop mumbling nonsense.”

After locking the bedroom door, Timothy returned to the bathroom and saw Armand had already come out of the bathtub. He had a towel around his waist and was using another towel to dry his hair.

Timothy was stunned. “You are much more cunning than me. Why did you ask me to teach you how to woo a lady? How dare you make fun of me!”

“I’ve only been able to walk normally a few days ago, but I can’t walk fast,” Armand explained frankly. “However, my eyesight still hasn’t recovered. Everything still looks blurry to me.”

Timothy cleared his throat, and they left the bathroom.

Then, Timothy opened his medical kit and found an ointment for burns. He gave it to Armand to apply to his legs.

let me help you, I will arrange a medical appointment for you and ask the eye specialist to inform

knew Genevieve only took care of him because

out that he could walk, she would

at Timothy’s blurry figure before feeling around the ointment tube to open the cap and apply the ointment

your pants acted as a buffer against the boiling water and prevented your scalding wound from blistering.

did you pour

Armand’s eyes glimmered as he said, “However, don’t you think Genevieve felt even more severe pain

eyes and soon remembered the incident.

when you were with Marilyn. On the other hand, anything Genevieve does would affect your emotions. You even did this to yourself to experience the same pain she did…”

since you became unconscious.” Then, Timothy paused before asking, “Armand, is

make a bet for Genevieve’s sake,” Armand replied

only wished to keep Genevieve by his side.