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.

rejection left her

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

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

the movie wordlessly. While they seemed extremely intimate huddled together the

Golden Restaurant arrived, it was already well

brought the tablet into the dining room and watched while she ate. As a result, she got so spooked by a

the movie is going to

off her clothes, some of which had landed close to the collar of the casual wear she

more buttery consistency

on the scent of that icing, as well as the subtle fragrance

traces of cream left on the 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

advances in kind, Genevieve

to find the soft hips that he had previously fondled before to be unwelcoming as a piece of rock to

to his senses with a douse of cold water from above, and a surge of

he stood back up and massaged his own temples aggressively with his slender fingers. “Go ahead and hit the showers. The housekeeper will come by tomorrow

okay.” Smilingly, Genevieve tossed the napkin onto the table before she strolled off to the bedroom with