My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 438 Thank You For Your Suggestion

Genevieve strolled up to the man and scoffed, “Wow, Mr. Faulkner, you must really care a lot for your lover.

She just got hospitalized, yet you’ve already put your work aside to visit her.”
“Like you said, she’s my lover.

Shouldn’t I show her some care and concern?” Armand replied in a deep voice.
A scowl instantly crept into Genevieve’s face.

“Oh, yes! Of course, you should! It’d be even better if you brought her some supplements so her leg can heal faster!”
“Okay,” Armand answered with a gentle nod.

“Thank you for your suggestion, Ms.Rachford.” Genevieve was still holding back her anger when her phone started ringing.

After seeing who the caller was, she broke into a smile and answered it while walking toward the elevator.
“Hello, who’s that?” she piped up.
After a while, she added, “Of course, I’ve missed you! I miss you every second of every minute of every day.

Sorry, darling.

I’ve been so busy recently that I haven’t had the time to call you.”
Genevieve’s voice was so saccharine-sweet that it was as though she was trying to soothe the caller and wishing she could be with him. It didn’t take long for Armand to guess who the caller was, and his calm demeanor began to crack as he felt himself tensing up. A few seconds later, however, he regained his composure and strode into Sylvie’s ward. “Mr.

would even show up at the hospital. She poured him a glass of water immediately, clearly treating him better than she did Genevieve. Armand merely waved it off and walked up

could say anything, she felt Joyce lifting her pant leg to reveal the gnarly bruise. “Take

filming on set, she

be able to get out of bed for the time being…” “In that case, please stay here during this time and take care of

but I’m

and said she’d find a

the office tomorrow so

lacks the experience to run

series…” Armand said nothing as he listened intently, speaking up only when Joyce had finished grumbling. “Since she’s under contract with Genevieve Orsi

afraid I can’t interfere in this matter.” Joyce’s expression darkened at that. Sylvie pursed her lips and muttered, “Mr.Faulkner, the truth is that I prefer making

are out of my expertise, so I

follow the company’s orders, she’d

fee?” “How much is it?” Sylvie rattled off a sum and added, “Once I’ve joined another production

need a few days to prepare it.” Knowing that he had essentially agreed to

my contract with the company, but