My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 305 Where Have Your Confidence Gone

Genevieve spent more than an hour bathing Armand. In the end, she was not only exhausted but had drenched her clothes too.

Therefore, she also took a bath and changed into clean a set of clean clothes.

After that, Armand lay on the bed while Genevieve massaged his legs gently.

Her hands felt soothing as they massaged his legs. The massage removed all the soreness Armand felt before, leaving him with a tingling sensation on his skin. “Darling, can you massage a little higher.”

“You should be thankful that I massage your legs. Don’t make any more demands.” Genevieve grumbled, but she still massaged upwards.

Armand sighed contentedly.

Although it was barely audible, his voice sounded like a moan to Genevieve, leaving her with a tingling sensation in her ear.

Then, she noticed something as she looked up and parted Armand’s thighs forcefully.

Genevieve was furious and indignant about what she saw. “You… Why do you have a reaction!”

in my legs.” Armand’s voice sounded hoarse. “Your massage feels nice,

took a bolster and slammed it against his body before leaving

lay helpless on

for a day, Genevieve devoted herself to

before she could come home. Meanwhile, Armand remained at home and spent five

would return from work earlier and go to the gym to call Armand to have dinner. She noticed

longer looked strained whenever he

Genevieve would tell him about the matters in

Cooper, Armand would explain everything clearly while giving her room to

Genevieve thoroughly understood what she did not

rooms. One lived in the main bedroom, while the other took the guestroom. They had meals together and would sometimes

went on this way for more than half

was a festive

Mr. Faulkner. My hand slipped.

confirming that it was not her imagination, Genevieve rushed into the house without stopping

door and saw a young woman in a purple polka dot long dress with her back facing Genevieve. The young woman was so close to Armand that she was about to sit on Armand’s lap. She was trying