My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 97

Chapter 97 Bite Me Again If You Dare

Genevieve learned many tricks in marriage from them, and her afternoon was significantly meaningful.

After work, Genevieve bided goodbye to her enthusiastic colleagues and took the elevator to the underground parking lot with a big grocery bag in her hand.

The parking lot was full of luxurious cars, but one black Maybach with a number plate of a repeating number stood out.

In order to return to the Faulkner residence to have dinner, Armand had instructed Steven to cancel all his scheduled meetings for the evening. He even got into his car before the working hour ended as he planned to reply to some emails while waiting for Genevieve.

When Armand heard the car door open, he turned sideways to have a look and saw Genevieve climbing into the car with a grocery bag.

After ordering Steven to start the journey, Armand studied Genevieve for a moment. “Didn’t you say you want to be a graceful lady today? Why did you change your mind?”

Genevieve didn’t reply to him straight away. Instead, she instructed, “Steven, please take us to Gramineous Florist first.”

After that, she pressed a button to raise the partition that separated the front seats from the back seats. She pulled two pieces of clothes from the grocery bag and waved them to Armand. “Here are the clothes of a graceful lady.”

At that instant, Armand was at a loss for words. He quickly turned his gaze away and returned his focus to the emails.

Meanwhile, from the corner of his eye, he could see Genevieve, who was sitting right next to him, raising her hands and unbuttoning her suit’s buttons one by one. She then took her coat and shirt off, exposing her perfect shoulders.

Suddenly, a cool undertone of flesh appeared before his eyes.

Genevieve’s figure was slim, and her waist was so thin that one might be able to hold it with one hand. Her skin was tender and pinkish.

Armand swore he could smell the faint fragrance coming from her skin at that moment.

He instantly pulled Genevieve onto his lap. His eyes were full of passion then. “Genevieve, are you doing this on purpose?”

“Doing what on purpose?” Genevieve blinked her eyes and explained innocently, “I’ve been extremely busy since afternoon to the point where I didn’t even have time to drink water. After work, since I didn’t want to keep you waiting in the car, I brought the clothes with me to change in the car.” Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Genevieve could feel the gust of cold air from the air-conditioning sweeping across her back, causing her to tremble.

“I need to change my clothes.” With that, she tried to move away from Armand.

However, when she finished her sentence, Armand held onto the back of her head, pressed her into his arms, and kissed her deeply.

Armand’s domineering aura instantly enveloped Genevieve. She could only grab onto his shirt as she felt her body go weak.

Sometime later, Armand finally let go of Genevieve, and he found her interesting when he spotted her panting heavily, causing him to lift his hand and pinch her red ear.

“Weren’t you good at flirting with me when we were home yesterday night? Hmm?”

Hearing such, she raised her head and widened her eyes at him. Suddenly, she gritted her teeth, pulled his shirt collar aside, and bit him on his neck as if she was taking revenge.

Armand slightly frowned when he felt the harmless bite.

He then grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her away from him. With an intense stare, he warned her, “I dare you to bite me again.”

“You’re the one who started it! I was changing my clothes, and I did nothing to cross you,” Genevieve retorted defiantly.

However, his icy glare scared her. She quickly slid back to her seat from his lap and fixed her bra that was moved out of place by him.

The moment Armand spotted the snowy skin of her breasts, his gaze darkened, and he quickly turned his attention away from her.

When the car parked in front of Gramineous Florist, Genevieve had changed into a pale yellow short dress that accentuated her slender figure. She even chose to put on a nude shade of lipstick.

With such an outfit, she looked gentle and elegant, an image many elders like.

Genevieve got out of the car personally and returned with a pot of plants in her arms.

Armand immediately recognized the plant as dendrobium. It was meticulously trimmed, indicating that someone was taking good care of it.

He looked at her suspiciously and asked, “Did you ask Steven about this?”

“Yes. I, the granddaughter-in-law, will be meeting your grandmother for the first time. I can’t go there empty-handed, but I realized that the Faulkner family has everything.” Genevieve then added, “So I asked Steven about the things Old Mrs. Faulkner likes.”

Armand arched a brow. “Are you trying to use a pot of dendrobium to make my grandmother happy?”