My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 424

Keep The Change After an undetermined amount of time had transpired, the first light of dawn rose beyond those darkened windows,illuminating the dusky bedroom. On and off the bed, it was the same state of disarray. Lowering his gaze, Armand regarded the woman who had been using his arm as a pillow. She was sleeping soundly with her slender brows bunched together, and her body was covered with marks from the neck down. Soft and supple skin, with long and luscious raven-black hair, it has been so many years, yet she still looks like a young girl.

From her eyes to her body, nothing about her has changed.
Armand pulled the comforter over to cover the womanwith it.

Spotting that black tattoo on her hip, he ran his fingertips over it a few times.
In the midst of her slumber, Genevieve moaned and snuggled herself into his arms asthough her body needed her to. It took Armand quite some time to slowly settle his own emotions.

Then, his gaze reverted to the way it usually was. Withdrawing his arm from Genevieve’s head, he casually laid the comforter over her body and then got up to head insidethe bathroom. The doorbell sounded around the time Armand was done showering, Having received instructions, Steven purchased two sets of clothing of the appropriate sizing. When Armand opened the door to collect the clothing, Steven appeared to want to say something, but in the end, he decided to keep his thoughts to himself. The timing at which Armand brought the clothes into the bedroom coincided with the moment of Genevieve’s rousing. Placing the long dress down on the bed, he removed his bathrobes and changed into a pairing of shirt and dress pants. Sitting up, Genevieve waited for a while to sober herself up.

that her lower lip had been bitten. Meanwhile, Armand straightened out his own

for his cuffs from the side table

voice, “By check, or something else?”

before. Clambering up in a state of agitation, she seized theman by the collar and pulled

substitute for no good reason riled up such a fury within her that it threatened to consume her from the inside out. “F*ck you!” cussed Genevieve angrily.

he tore it out to pass it along

light inside the bedroom wasn’t

was so upset that she could only glare at him straightin the eye. Snatching the check from the man, she tore it into pieces and hurled

more well-endowed than shewas, but those clothes nonetheless fitted her very well. Once she was done changing, Genevieve took her high-heeled shoes with her