Chapter 370 Did You Just Leave
He put the scale down and pushed away the fan in front of her face. Genevieve’s lashes fluttered
slightly, and she looked up at him with a slight smile on her defined features. “Do you like it, Mando?”
“Yes,” Armand said, his Adam’s apple bobbing. She looked gorgeous in that wedding dress and had
also successfully won him over. The anger and frustration he had toward her had all dissipated at the
sight of her.
Genevieve picked up the two glasses of wine on the nightstand and passed one to him. The two of
them clinked glasses and his gaze remained locked on her. His eyes were gleaming with unspoken
emotion. After drinking, Genevieve left a little bit in her mouth and walked closer to him. He leaned
down and pressed a hand to her back as they kissed. Her mouth tasted sweeter and fresher than any
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtspring water. Armand was about to carry her onto the bed when she stopped him with a hand to his
chest. “Wait. Take off the tiara first. It cost over three hundred million. We can sell it after this.”
“Okay,” Armand said with a low chuckle. Surprisingly, she wasn’t just wearing a tiara. She was all
decked out in other intricate pieces of jewelry. Armand frowned as he took them off. “Why are there so
many of these?” “Did you think being a bride is easy?” Genevieve harrumphed. “This hairstyle alone
took five hours. I had to sit in a chair in the same position and the tiara is super heavy, too. If you had
been any later, I might have gotten mad and undid the hairstyle myself.” So she wasn’t outstation on a
business trip.
She had been secretly preparing a surprise for me. Finally, they managed to get all the headpieces and
jewelry off and also undid her hairstyle so that her silky black hair cascaded down her shoulders. She
looked even more attractive now. Armand couldn’t help himself from kissing her gently and sweetly.
After they finally pulled apart, Genevieve looked at him with watery eyes as she panted slightly. “Happy
birthday, Mando. Do you like the gift?” “I love it,” Armand said. This was his most unforgettable
birthday. This gift was also the most precious one he had ever received. He knew he would never
forget about it. Genevieve didn’t get a single wink of sleep that night. She spent the entire time getting
tortured by Armand. They had spent a long time in the bathroom, too, and Genevieve’s knees had
become bruised. Armand carried her onto the bed and applied some ointment onto her knees. “You old
pervert! You sicko!” Genevieve used all the energy she had left to kick Armand. “I’m never celebrating
your birthday for you again.
” No matter what she said, Armand simply took it all in. “Okay. I’m a pervert. I’m the sicko, and yes, I’m
shameless.” He wormed his way in under the blanket and pulled her into his embrace gently. Her skin
was smooth and smelled amazing. Armand could not leave her alone. He did his best to hold his lust
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmback and stop torturing her. “Darling,” Armand whispered as he kissed her chin and her delicate
shoulders gently. Almost as if he were coaxing her, he said, “Stay with me.” Genevieve remained silent
as she stayed in his embrace with her eyes closed as if she had fallen asleep. Armand sighed softly
after failing to get an answer from Genevieve. He pulled the blanket up to cover her snowy pale
shoulders and pulled her in even tighter. When Genevieve woke up, she was alone on the large bed.
She used the remote control to open the blinds and winced at how bright the sun was.
It was almost two in the afternoon. Genevieve picked up her phone and sent a message to Armand:
Did you just leave after doing all that to me the whole night? Men really are ruthless creatures. She
brought her phone into the bathroom with her and putting the toothbrush into her mouth somehow
made her feel a little sick. She finished freshening up and saw Armand’s reply. Armand: Watch your
words next time. I rushed over to the company to deal with some business. I made you some soup and
there’s a beef pie in the oven. Genevieve: You faker.