My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand)

Chapter 111

“Do you want me to go upstairs to apologize to her?” asked Genevieve in a soft voice as she propped

herself up from the couch with her head raised while looking at Armand. It wasn’t until then that he

noticed that her face was extremely pale. There was also a hint of agony in her expression because of

the pain. Frowning, he released her immediately. When he turned to go back upstairs, he demanded

the housekeeper coldly, “Call for a doctor!” “Understood.” Knowing that Timothy wouldn’t be able to

come downstairs while busy taking care of Marilyn, the housekeeper reached for the landline again, but

Genevieve held her hand down. “That won’t be necessary.” “But Mdm. Genevieve, your legs…” The

housekeeper glanced at the drenched hem of Genevieve’s dress before saying in worry, “Those burns

will leave scars if we don’t tend to them in time…” Ignoring the housekeeper, Genevieve took out her

phone and dialed a number. After around ten or so minutes, Patrick arrived at the Faulkner residence.

He was surprised when he saw Genevieve’s pale face when he entered the living room. “What

happened to you, Genev?” Instead of replying to him, she stood up from the couch while gritting her

teeth. “Come help me up.” After Patrick moved closer, she leaned against his arm before tentatively

taking a step. The excruciating pain in her legs made her face contort with agony. “You should stop,

Mdm. Genevieve.” The housekeeper could sense her pain just by looking at her. “I’ll call a doctor.” This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Forcing herself, Genevieve took two more steps to get accustomed to the pain before turning around to

instruct the housekeeper, “Inform Old Mrs. Faulkner when she returns that I’ll dine with her another

day.” “Mdm. Genevieve…” Even though the housekeeper wanted to say something, Genevieve left with

Patrick physically supporting her. It took her all of her strength just to walk out of the house. No longer

able to hold herself up, she almost collapsed as her legs shivered. Frowning, Patrick caught her in

time. “Genev, are your legs hurt?” He saw the bucket beside the couch as soon as he entered the

house. Judging from the housekeeper’s tone of voice, Genevieve seemed to have suffered a grave

injury, but he couldn’t check on her condition. She refused to reply while struggling to walk with her

head hung low. Due to exertion, the veins on the back of her hand popped up. Seeing that she wasn’t

about to reply to him, Patrick braced himself before leaning over to reach his arms underneath her legs

and lift her. The moment his arm came into contact with her legs, she gasped while clutching onto his

shirt tightly. She buried her face in his chest as she shuddered. “Hang in there. I’m taking you to the

hospital.” Patrick carried her while hurrying to the car. Soon, he felt a warm liquid seeping through his

shirt and landing on his chest, causing him to stop in his tracks for a moment. He knew Genevieve was

crying. Upon reaching the car, Patrick opened the backdoor with one hand before gently laying

Genevieve down on the seat. Then, he climbed into the driver’s seat and drove the car out of the

Faulkner residence. Patrick called the hospital as he drove, informing them that he had a patient who

got scalded. Upon hearing that, Genevieve said while enduring the pain, “I’m not going to the hospital.”

“This won’t do. I heard the housekeeper mention that your injuries are serious. Let’s get it checked at

the hospital first,” Patrick objected. “No. We’re going to Regality Gardens.” There was an aloof and

stubborn look on Genevieve’s small, pale face. “Otherwise, stop the car by the road and let me out!”

Patrick didn’t respond to that. “Patrick!” Genevieve raised her voice. “I! Am! Not! Going! To! The!

Hospital!” She abhorred the smell of disinfectant in hospitals, which would also remind her of the past

that she wished to forget. “All right. We won’t go to the hospital.” Seeing that she was, indeed, angry,

Patrick coerced her with nice words while making a U-turn at the traffic lights to head to Regality

Gardens as per her request. He looked at her from the rearview mirror, noting that she was texting

someone on her phone.