My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 743

The only light that was on was the feeble glow of the wall lamp. Since Nathalia hadn't had any clothes that she could change into, she had fallen asleep with just a towel around her. After tossing and turning around in her sleep, the towel had unwrapped itself and was barely hanging on her torso and hips.

She was curled up in a deep sleep. Her pitch black hair and pale skin were unknowingly seducing Armand.

Armand could feel his Adam's apple bob lightly in his throat at the sight. Then, once he remembered that she was sleeping naked in someone else's house without even locking the door, a sudden onset of rage fired up in him.

She had never slept naked anywhere else apart from when she was with him.

He took a deep breath and repressed his anger. Then, he walked out of the room and dug through his bag to find a shirt to put over her.

She was sound asleep and Armand could effortlessly slip her arms into the shirt's sleeves.

She had showered, so the strong perfume scent that had been radiating off of her at first had been exchanged with the delectable scent of cocoa butter and hazelnuts. She smelled like a delicious dessert and her skin was both fragrant and smooth to the touch.

Armand's glance swept onto her pale neck and he couldn't help but plant a quick kiss on the snowy flesh.

He hadn't touched her in a long time.

After realizing that, the desire that Armand had been suppressing began growing uncontrollably from a young sapling to a robust tree. He was no longer satisfied with just a couple of pecks here and there. Instead, he leaned closer and kissed her on the lips.

opened her mouth subconsciously, allowing

logic snapped, he forced himself to pull

halfway, he would've been scarred for

caressed her face gently as he

She remained silent.

had made just now in

Could it be?

time, he pecked her lightly on the lips and whispered, “I hope you'll be back tomorrow. I miss you so

clothes laid out neatly on the chair for her

dining table covered with a hefty breakfast spread that Cooper

oatmeal and sighed

So it's still her.

Nathalia pushed the oatmeal away with a disdainful expression. “Go get me some

at the oatmeal in front

breakfast, Cooper

don't have a thing going on with Armand, then why's he in your

said bluntly with no

“Sure.” Nathalia shrugged.