My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 860

Genevieve nodded, beaming from ear to ear. “Sure! If I hit it off with someone, I'll give you a generous monetary gift.”

“Here, I'll give you the WhatsApp contact of the person in charge.”

After receiving the contact Charlotte sent over, Genevieve swiftly added it. Then, she put down her phone and continued enjoying the barbeque leisurely.

When they had almost finished eating, she went to the restroom with her bag in hand.

She rinsed her mouth with a small packet of mouthwash to dispel the spicy aftertaste before taking out a tube of lipstick and applying it while staring into the mirror. The moment she heard footsteps, she glanced at the door from the corner of her eye.

The restroom door was pushed open, and Armand's tall figure stepped in.

Retracting her gaze, Genevieve checked whether her lipstick was smeared from the mirror. “This is the women's restroom, Mr. Faulkner. You entered the wrong restroom.”

Armand walked over and stood beside her. “Don't go for a blind date.”

really wanted

and panic inundated him at that

you personally told me that night to regard you as a stranger the next time I bump

Mysonna won't be under investigation for too long. I've already sent someone

yes?” Genevieve didn't want to entertain him, brushing past him to head toward the

door and leaned

he craved her kiss to soothe the restlessness within

opportunity and bit the man's lower lip hard. When he still didn't drop his hold on her when she tasted the coppery taste of blood, she lifted

held her leg down and

lipstick was also smudged, and some blood stained the corner

bit of her lipstick had rubbed

longer anything between the two of us, Armand. What do you take me for to kiss and bed me as you please?” Taking out a piece of tissue from her bag, Genevieve wiped

and urged in a low voice, “Stop throwing a

so it's

shade, and he stared at

hint of fear. “Please stay away from me in the future. I don't want your bride-to-be to vent her anger of