My Husband Is A Gary Stu

y Stu

Chapter 996

In the next second, Genevieve frowned and shot daggers at Armand. “What makes you think you're my boyfriend? Did I agree to it?”

“You sat down and ate the breakfast I made. I took that to mean you approved of my cooking skills and agreed to be my girlfriend.” The man chuckled. “Oh yes. I marinated some pork loins earlier, which should be ready by noon. I'll make you baked pork chop for lunch later.”

After a slight pause, he sighed. “Oh wait, I forgot I'm still not your boyfriend. Let me get rid of all the food now.”

With that said, he pushed his chair away and stood up, ready to clear the dishes on the table.

Genevieve, who had yet to satisfy her hunger, immediately grabbed the man's wrist upon seeing his action. “Why are you so petty? I'll pay for the dishes; is that fine?”

"I'm sorry,” Armand rejected heartlessly. "Only my girlfriend gets to eat my cooking.”

“Fine, I'll agree to it!” Genevieve hastily uttered. In truth, she had already agreed to it since last night. The reason she was annoyed was that he had seen her in a nightdress just now.

We've only met a few times, after all. How can he suddenly appear at my house? Who wouldn't be surprised if they were in such a situation?

Armand sat down at the dining table.

him, he was intrigued by how attractive and slender it was. But at the same time, he felt

perform a scar removal surgery on Genevieve. However, the scar could

indescribable pain pricked his heart, and in response, he grabbed Genevieve's wrist and planted

a slight itch as a result of

because Armand was too tender with his kiss, but she was not repulsed by it and merely

withdrawing her hand further. With his other hand, he fished out a sandalwood rosary bracelet from his pocket. The beads on it were tiny

detected a light scent of sandalwood—it was like a soothing breeze, so fresh

wrist thrice, fitting her

in Genevieve's eyes as she glanced at the rosary bracelet on her wrist. “But

leave them there to collect dust, then what's the point

rosary with his fingers. “I polished every bead myself. The prayers on

was a

he would unconditionally place his faith in the

are so tiny. I wonder how this guy managed to carve prayers on them? Genevieve

jewelry on the

could attest to that since the light sandalwood scent had calmed her down earlier even when she did

she accepted

gave you a gift, shouldn't you