My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 459

I Will Not Molest You “Iced coffee, please,” Armand answered pleasantly. “Thank you.” “No worries.” The stewardess thought that he was even more handsome in the flesh than on the news. He does not look thirty-seven at all! Soon, she returned with a glass of iced coffee. Her hand shook as she bent over to serve Armand, resulting in most of the coffee spilling onto his white shirt. “I’m terribly sorry, Sir!” the stewardess cried apologetically as she squatted before him with serviettes in her hand to wipe the coffee stain off his shirt. Armand took the paper towels from her hand. “No problem. I got this.” “This was my mistake,” the stewardess said ruefully as she bit her lower lip. “Why don’t you give me your address? I’ll buy you a new shirt and mail it over to you.” Although Genevieve had earphones on to watch her drama, the volume was very low. Her eyes darted constantly to her left, where she witnessed the entire exchange from the moment the stewardess accidentally spilled coffee on him to the moment she asked for his address. Her eyes flashing dangerously, she yanked off her earphones. “That shirt is custom made and unavailable for sale anywhere,” Genevieve piped up. “Even if you could place an order, it would cost almost as much as your monthly salary.

After muttering another apology, she turned to leave the cabin. Armand threw the dirty serviettes onto the table. “Do you enjoy sticking your nose in other people’s business, Ms. Rachford?” “Did I?” Genevieve said innocently with a frown. “Stewardesses don’t make much in a month. I only spoke up in her defense, lest you make things difficult for her.” “Then should I thank

afraid that I’ll molest you in the car?” Armand acted as though he did not hear her. He opened the trunk of one of the taxis and placed his suitcase in. “Thank you.” Genevieve handed him her luggage before getting into the backseat of the taxi. Armand fell silent for several seconds before hoisting her suitcase in. After he got into the taxi and shut the door, Genevieve handed the hotel address