My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand) novel Chapter 564

The next day, Genevieve went off to have lunch with Jane after settling some things in the company.

When they were done ordering their food, Genevieve poured some coffee for both of them. “Jane, do you have any plans tonight?”

“No.”

“Me too. Why don't we go to Primrose River to fly some lanterns?” Genevieve took a sip of the coffee and said with a smile, “I heard that making wishes while releasing the lanterns can make them come true.”

Jane held her cup and said absentmindedly, “Okay.”

Soon, the dishes were served. Genevieve ate a piece of stir-fried beef, and she frowned. It differed from the one Bruce made.

I come to this restaurant all the time. Why didn't I find it bland in the past? Looks like I've overestimated myself. Bruce has only made me three meals, and it has ruined my palate.

Seeing Genevieve sigh, Jane lifted her head to look at the former. “What's wrong, Genevieve?”

“It's nothing.”

With every bite Genevieve took, she could not help but compare the food to Bruce's cooking. The more she compared the dishes, the harder it was for her to eat.

After taking a few bites of the food, she put down her utensils.

When Genevieve and Jane returned to the company, the receptionist stopped the former. “Ms. Rachford, your lunch has arrived.”

Seeing the receptionist taking out a bear-patterned lunch box, Genevieve said, “I didn't order anything for lunch, though. Did Bertilla from Specter Corporation deliver this?”

“No.”

Right then, Genevieve's phone vibrated. It was a WhatsApp message from Bruce.

It read: Ms. Rachford, I've prepared some grilled meat and pesto pasta today. I've sent someone to deliver it to your company.

Hah! Who wants to eat your cooking?

Genevieve mocked him in her heart. At first, she wanted to let the receptionist get rid of it, but in the end, she still brought the lunchbox back to her office.

The lunchbox had two layers. The top layer contained pieces of grilled meat wrapped in lettuce, which were neatly arranged in the container, while the bottom layer contained pesto pasta. They looked incredibly appetizing.

After arranging them properly on the table, Genevieve placed a piece of readily wrapped grilled meat into her mouth.

The meat was grilled to perfection. With the savoriness of the sauce and the sweetness from the lettuce, it was amazingly delicious.

As she was busy munching on the food, she received another text.

Bruce wrote: Ms. Rachford, you really misunderstood me yesterday. I wasn't thinking of Coco. I just remembered a scene from a movie and felt sad.