Chapter 317 I Think He Is Blind

Armand didn’t expect Genevieve to fall asleep before he did. I guess she has been working hard lately and exhausted herself… He caressed her cheek and held her closer to him.

When Genevieve woke up, she realized faint lights were streaming in from the gap between the windows and had illuminated the dark room.

Genevieve turned on the lamp and checked her phone to figure out what time it was.

Her initial intention was to take a nap, but she ended up sleeping until six o’clock in the evening.

“Are you up?”

Genevieve turned her attention over and saw Armand lying beside her. He rested his head on his hand and was staring at her lovingly.

The shirt he had on was ridiculously wrinkled, and the buttons at the top of that shirt were left unbuttoned, revealing his Adam’s apple and a small section of his tanned skin.

If it hadn’t been for the fact that he didn’t blink his eyes, Genevieve would’ve thought that he could actually see.

She cleared her throat a little and looked away from his exposed skin before getting out of bed. “Why didn’t you wake me up? Mr. Turner said that he wanted to hang out during lunch.”

and chuckled. “Why would I wake you up? My desire has always been to sleep next to

a loss for words.

of her bag when

server had shown up to relay a message to Genevieve. “Mr. Turner would

it. Thank you,” replied Genevieve. She nodded and closed the door

ready, she realized that Armand’s shirt was as wrinkled as ever, so she

the luggage and shoved it

were sleeping on my

the lies. There’s no way I’d sleep on your arm for that long,” complained

assumed that Armand was just being lazy, so she bottled up her feelings and helped him take off his shirt

red mark on his arm.

another word as she helped him put his

there a mark on my

away? It aches now, right? Well, serve you right,” muttered Genevieve. After she buttoned up his shirt, she helped him put on a pair of sunglasses and

the table was practically full. Almost everyone who was

one missing was

pull up a chair until

so sorry, Mr. Turner. I promised to play poker with everyone this afternoon, but my husband had

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