My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 160

Chapter 160 Is That Not The Case
The man who had spoken to Genevieve earlier rushed over as well. His eyes were wide open as he stared at how Armand ate the pasta. “You’re insane, dude! I was the state champion of the spicy food competition, and I can’t even stomach a single bite of this. But you’re already on the second bite…” Genevieve had purposely lured Armand into the shop with the intention of making things difficult for him. However, the moment she heard what the man said, her body straightened up. Armand wasn’t a picky eater, but he didn’t have a freakishly high tolerance for spicy food, either. The other challenger had gotten first place in a spicy food competition, yet he didn’t even dare to take another bite.

She couldn’t figure out how Armand was doing it. Beads of sweat began to form on his forehead, and his neck was becoming red. It was obvious that he was trying his best. Genevieve couldn’t quite explain the feeling in her heart. She reached out to snatch his fork away, but he gripped it tightly and refused to let her do so. He turned his head away and let out a cough. “I’m almost done. It’d be a shame to give up now.” Upon hearing that, she pulled out her phone as fast as she could and typed: Your voice has already become hoarse. Stop eating! If you faint, I won’t be able to carry you back. “It’s just a plate of pasta,” Armand persisted. Despite the hoarseness of his voice, his tone was as bland as always.
“If I really can’t take any more, then I’ll give up.” He stared at the remaining pasta and gulped, then had another forkful. Since the day the pasta shop opened, there had been over a thousand people who had tried to challenge the Devil’s Pasta. Even so, all of them couldn’t go any further than a bite or two. Right then, however, there was a challenger who still remained totally expressionless even after taking multiple bites of the pasta. Not only the staff, but the onlookers outside the shop were getting excited.
They completely surrounded Genevieve and Armand. Soon, Armand finished the entire plate of Devil’s Pasta. The look on his face was still as icy as ever. He took two pieces of tissue paper to wipe his mouth, then turned to the dumbstruck staff beside him and asked, “I don’t have to finish the sauce, do I?” “No,” the staff mumbled in response. “Get me the prize, then,” Armand said. While speaking, he suddenly turned to the side and let out two coughs. Genevieve hurriedly opened a bottle of water and passed it to him. The moment he took it, he tipped his head back and swallowed a few mouthfuls. Genevieve noticed that his forehead was completely covered in sweat. Even the back of his shirt was soaked.
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