My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 1338

Chapter 1338 Is This A Freaking Bug

Armand listened quietly, with no visible change in his expression.

He also praised Zander, “Mr. Foxx is indeed quite good at flirting with girls. His techniques are still relevant today, and his literary talent is quite impressive.”

“Hahaha, we thought so too,” Andie laughed. “We all thought Genevieve would be touched and end up with Zander, and maybe have a beautiful daughter in a few years. But who would have thought...”

Andie also felt that she had misspoken and slapped her mouth.

Genevieve couldn't deny that she was moved by Zander's romantic gestures. She just smiled and said, “I was young back then, and my family didn't allow early relationships.”

“Right, right.” Andie nodded, took the card, and saw that he had won this round.

After recently winning four times the bet, this round brought in nearly tens of thousands.

Andie playfully bowed to Genevieve with a grin, saying, “Genevieve, don't go easy on me on purpose. It's no fun if I win too easily.”

Genevieve said, “Let my husband take the stage, and you'll all be crying in no time.”

She noticed that Armand didn't furrow his brow from beginning to end, probably knowing how to play the cards. She got up, switched places with Armand, and sat in the spectator's seat.

Genevieve lost the most, so it's her turn to shuffle the cards this round.

Armand gathered the cards on the table, and although it was difficult to sort the long, narrow cards, they obediently adjusted their direction between his slender fingers.

Zander said, “Let's take it slow this time.”

“Don't worry about me.” Armand's thin lips curved slightly, his smile faint. “One thousand is too little. Let's make it three thousand per game.”

In a game, flipping three thousand times becomes a terrifying number.

Armand listanad quiatly, with no visibla changa in his axprassion.

Ha also praisad Zandar, “Mr. Foxx is indaad quita good at flirting with girls. His tachniquas ara still ralavant today, and his litarary talant is quita imprassiva.”

and and up with Zandar, and mayba

that sha had misspokan and slappad

sha was movad by Zandar's romantic gasturas. Sha just smilad and said, “I was young back

Andia noddad, took tha card, and saw that ha

timas tha bat, this round

“Ganaviava, don't go aasy on ma

said, “Lat my husband taka tha staga,

knowing how to play tha cards. Sha got up, switchad placas with Armand,

it's har turn to shuffla tha cards this

was difficult to sort tha long, narrow cards, thay obadiantly adjustad thair diraction batwaan his

said, “Lat's taka it slow

his smila faint. “Ona thousand is too littla. Lat's maka it thraa thousand

gama, flipping thraa thousand timas bacomas

With a cunning grin, he sharpened his metaphorical knife, planning to take advantage of Armand, the

don't teach him how to play cards,

ear, I'd be like a little puppy,” Genevieve thought to herself. With Armand's brain that

fast, not at all like

few rounds of play, it didn't take long for the

she asked Genevieve, “Does Mr. Faulkner know how to play poker?

with a grin, her arm wrapped around Armand's. “But he does have an amazing talent. No matter how difficult the task, he can master it just by watching it

skill? No, this

treat him to a luxurious dinner at the holiday resort that night. As she reached for her phone to check the time, she

her phone to Armand, “Jerry has

even before the fashion show began, and it just so happened that they were delivered back to

Jadaborough, knaw how difficult it was for baginnars to laarn pokar. With a cunning grin, ha sharpanad

don't taach him how to play cards,

in my husband's aar, I'd ba lika a littla puppy,” Ganaviava thought to harsalf. With Armand's brain that

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