My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand) novel Chapter 317

Armand didn't expect Genevieve to fall asleep before he did. I guess she has been working hard lately and exhausted herself... He caressed her cheek and held her closer to him.

When Genevieve woke up, she realized faint lights were streaming in from the gap between the windows and had illuminated the dark room.

Genevieve turned on the lamp and checked her phone to figure out what time it was.

Her initial intention was to take a nap, but she ended up sleeping until six o'clock in the evening.

"Are you up?"

Genevieve turned her attention over and saw Armand lying beside her. He rested his head on his hand and was staring at her lovingly.

The shirt he had on was ridiculously wrinkled, and the buttons at the top of that shirt were left unbuttoned, revealing his Adam's apple and a small section of his tanned skin.

If it hadnt been for the fact that he didn't blink his eyes, Genevieve would've thought that he could actually see.

She cleared her throat a little and looked away from his exposed skin before getting out of bed. "Why didnt you wake me up? Mr. Turner said that he wanted to hang out during lunch."

Armand grinned and chuckled. "Why would I wake you up? My desire has always been to sleep next to you."

For a moment there, Genevieve was at a loss for words. She ignored him and went to the bathroom to freshen up.

She had just gotten a new outfit out Of her bag when someone knocked on the door.

The server had shown up to relay a message to Genevieve. "Mr. Turner would like to invite you and Mr. Faulkner to room 228 to have dinner together."

"Okay, got it. Thank you: replied Genevieve. She nodded and closed the door after that.

After she got ready, she realized that Armand's shirt was as wrinkled as ever, so she called Steven and got him to send Armand's luggage to her room.

She grabbed a fresh shirt from the luggage and shoved it at Armand.

He stood there without moving. "You were sleeping on my arm earlier, so I cant move it now," said Armand.

"Quit it with the lies. There's no way I'd sleep on your arm for that long," complained Genevieve in an annoyed tone.

She assumed that Armand was just being lazy, so she bottled up her feelings and helped him take Off his shirt while having a grumpy expression on.

When she actually took his shirt Off, however, she saw a huge red mark on his arm. The scowl on her face faded and guilt filled her.