My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 480

Chapter 480 How Could You Let Her Sit In Your Car
Johanna just wanted to satisfy her cravings, so she stopped after eating a few skewers.
Timothy wasn’t about to let her eat too much. Hence, he was secretly pleased that she had stopped eating and proceeded to finish everything that she couldn’t finish.
After dinner, the four of them left the restaurant together.
Timothy held Johanna’s hand and asked whether she wanted to shop at the mall. It would help with digesting the heavy meal. Besides, she could also buy some new clothes there.
Armand and Genevieve walked behind the couple.
A while later, Armand caught a light, milky scent that seemed to have originated from Johanna.
Something occurred to him, and he halted in his tracks.
Genevieve was about to ask what was going on when a Maybach rolled to a stop by the road.
The window rolled down to reveal a pretty face belonging to Sylvie.

Genevieve spotted Sylvie at once. She stared at the car before turning to glare at Armand. “How could you let her sit in your car?”
“What about that, Ms. Rachford? Does that have anything to do with you?” Armand responded coolly.
“No, it has nothing to do with me!” Genevieve managed through gritted teeth.
She stormed down the stairs and told Johanna, “You can go to the mall by yourselves. I’m going home now.”
Johanna bobbed her head. “Be careful…”
As Genevieve was furious, she had already gotten into her car before Johanna could elaborate further.
In the blink of an eye, she had already sped away.
Timothy lowered his head and whispered in Johanna’s ear, “Darling, is Genevieve angry?”
“Isn’t that obvious?” Johanna rolled her eyes. “If you allow another woman to sit in your car, I’ll kill you both!”
She didn’t forget to shoot Sylvie a pointed look.
Timothy stiffened up at her words. He quickly assured her, “Darling, that Mercedes-Benz is shared by my family members. I won’t drive that car anymore. From today onward, I shall drive this car! Don’t worry. You’re the only woman who gets to sit in my car!”
“Don’t say that.” Johanna glanced at her belly and pouted. “What if I’m pregnant with a baby girl?”
Timothy helped her into the passenger seat carefully. “You and our daughter, then.”
Armand overheard their conversation but said naught a word. After Timothy’s car sped away, his gaze turned dark.
He pulled the door to the Maybach open and got into the back seat.
After removing his cufflinks, he asked icily, “Is something the matter?”
Realizing he was in a foul mood, Sylvie answered carefully, “My minivan was hit by another car. It was a severe car accident. I wanted to talk to you, so I asked Mr. Sullivan to pick me up.”
“Get to the point,” Armand snapped irritably.
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