My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 228 Like A Douse Of Cold Water

Popping yet another couple of raisins into her mouth, Genevieve said, “When I was chatting with Cooper just now, he asked me what I wanted to eat and said that he’d order some takeout. I reckon it should arrive in a bit.”

Armand’s eyes narrowed when he heard that and appeared to be a little displeased.

At that moment, the doorbell rang.

“That must be the delivery.” Genevieve was about to set herself upright when she felt Armand’s hand on her shoulder. He motioned for her to remain seated and went to get the door himself.

Standing outside was the same receptionist who had brought up their takeout at noon.

The receptionist had both her hands full on either side of her. When she saw Armand at the door, she immediately presented the things she had to him. “I believe these must be yours, Mr—”

“I did not order these,” Armand cut her off curtly. “Just get rid of them.”

Stumped, the receptionist had no time at all to react as the door shut in her face.

Fishing out the delivery note from her own pocket, she reviewed the address several times and was quite positive that she did not get it wrong.

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pulled Genevieve into his arms again, and while he did that, he made a call to Golden Restaurant to inquire about the menu for the day. He

only conveyed her desire for a couple of dishes and desserts that she had

extremely intimate huddled together the way they were, they were

Golden Restaurant arrived, it was already well past eight in

to miss out on the action, Genevieve brought the tablet into the dining room and watched while she ate. As a result, she got so spooked by a terrifying scene that caught her off-guard that she fumbled the cake she did

movie is going to get away from you somehow,” Armand

the dining table, he retrieved some napkins to help Genevieve clean the cake off her clothes, some of which had landed close to the collar of the

skin is of an even more buttery

proximity, Armand was able to pick up on the scent of that icing, as well as

corner of Genevieve’s lips. Finding that devastatingly tantalizing, he leaned in to lap that off with his unfurled tongue before he smothered her lips with his

resisting nor reciprocating his advances in kind, Genevieve simply sat stiffly where she

pull her even closer to deepen that kiss, only to find the soft hips that he had previously fondled

his senses with a douse of cold water from above, and a surge of irascibility and exasperation roused within him as he met Genevieve’s pristine

temples aggressively with his slender fingers. “Go ahead and hit the showers. The housekeeper will come by tomorrow to get

napkin onto the table before she