My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Johanna was so irritated that she almost took the cup of coffee next to her hand and splash it on Armand’s face.

“So what if I don’t have a boyfriend? I’m still single because I’m being careful, get it? I don’t want to become like Genev that I’d get together with a control freak like you. It’s scary that you love to act pitiful all the time,” she snorted.

“Exactly! Johanna, you just took the words right out my mouth!” Timothy agreed and smiled.

He put all the crabs that he had deshelled on her plate before cleaning his fingers with a towel.

“Genev, let me know when you divorce Armand. I’ll marry you then. I’m a lot more considerate than him.”

Armand glared at him and said coldly, “Do you have a death wish?”

“That’s his mouth. He can say whatever he wants to. Mr. Faulkner, not only are you a control freak, but you also threaten others easily!” Johanna snapped.

Timothy placed his arm on Johanna’s shoulder and sighed. “Do you know how pitiful I am when I hang out with him now?”

She sympathized with him, but she kept eating the crab meat anyway. “Yeah. You poor soul…”

she tugged at Timothy’s hand in a coquettish manner again. “Timothy, could you please help me to

He did as she said and started deshelling another crab for

You’re even better

she snorted at Armand when she noticed that he was still cutting off the crab’s legs slowly. “Mr. Faulkner, you mocked me for being single, but you’re so clumsy. You said that you’ll deshell a crab for Genev, but

up in Timothy’s direction and said while smiling, “Timothy’s not only handsome, but he’s so skillful. He can

were like honey

face any problems at work, tell me! If you want to eat anything when we hang out,

“Wow! You’re the best, Timothy!

after listening to the two of them in front

resisted the urge to throw them out of the restaurant as he continued to lower

meat and crab roe on Genevieve’s little

his hands which normally held a pen. At the moment, those hands had become dirty and his fingers had gotten a little red just because he deshelled a

kitchen before, so it was obvious that he never had to do things like this

him

on. I’ll deshell one more,” Armand said and took

the first time, and he looked

the small basket and

was delicious and