My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 180 Lab Rat For Your Cooking

Genevieve drove to a musical instrument store and picked up a set of strings and tools before returning to Regality Gardens with Armand.

When Genevieve set foot in the house, she did not see Maria at the kitchen island.

Noticing Genevieve looking for someone all around the house, Armand caught on to what she was doing and uttered, “I didn’t see you around earlier when I got here, so I sent Maria back to Swallow Garden. She’ll drop by again tomorrow morning.”

Genevieve was speechless. She showed him the text: There are even more housekeepers at Swallow Garden, but why didn’t I hear you complaining about being inconvenienced when you previously lived there?

“The housekeepers at Swallow Garden don’t go to the second floor,” Armand said with an impassive countenance. “But this condominium of yours is single-story. I can’t stand my personal space having a housekeeper walking here and there.”

Despite his words, Genevieve recalled the rainy afternoon that day and what they both had done in the living room.

Even her ears began to blush.

Immediately, Genevieve wheeled around and headed toward the kitchen island, fearing the man might catch sight of her reddened cheeks.

would be late for dinner. Perhaps it was because of that, there was nothing but a pot of soup on the kitchen

typed a sentence to show Armand: There’s only a pot of soup. Should I… order food

anything.” Armand pulled out his tie and unbuttoned his collar to put himself at ease. Pondering for a moment, he added, “But don’t add bells

seem to mind, but he even wanted to taste her cooking. Realizing that, Genevieve hid her face behind the

kitchen island with a

a tomato omelet and stir-fried meat with potato. She was not experienced in slicing vegetables, thus spending a whole half an

finally served those two dishes and Maria’s soup on the dining table, it was already half past nine

of pasta for Armand. She even showed him a text: I’ve

“So, you mean, the

smiled awkwardly and put away her phone. She had no intention to continue

genuinely good at preparing those two dishes, for not only did Armand clean the plate, but he even

into the dishwasher

tool to pluck out all the strings on the violin. Then, she replaced them with the new ones that she

clothes, bringing a glass of water with him. He then slumped