My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 1340

Chapter 1340 Who Knows

Genevieve glanced at the apple on the plate, relieved to see that the skin was still intact. After her thumb was covered with a band-aid, she picked up the apple and continued peeling.

Armand didn't stop them, allowing the departing waiter to take the bloodstained towel with him.

Over there, Armand effortlessly defeated Zander several times at the card table, while on this side, Genevieve diligently peeled an apple, finally managing to remove the entire skin.

However, using too much force left little fruit pulp remaining.

An old classmate joked, “Genevieve, aren't you quite skilled at playing the violin? How come the same pair of hands make the apple peel all bumpy and uneven?”

Genevieve laughed and retorted, “Usually, my husband prepares all the fruits for me. I lead a pampered life, and besides, my hands are best used for playing the violin to bring out its greatest value.”

“Ah, how many times have you shown me public displays of affection now?”

By five in the afternoon, the seats at the card table had changed twice, except for Armand's. Strangely enough, no one had managed to beat Armand.

He had earned them hundreds of thousands.

Andie sighed in admiration, “Indeed, outstanding people attract the same caliber. Just look at Mr. Faulkner, a poker novice, who has utterly defeated us experienced players. He's truly worthy of being Genevieve's man.”

“Of course,” Genevieve raised her eyebrows, “Could my taste in men be bad?”

At the reunion of old classmates, there was no way Genevieve could just leave after winning hundreds of thousands. She told Andie and the others that she would cover all their expenses for food, clothing, accommodation, and transportation during their stay at the holiday resort for the next couple of days.

Upon leaving the courtyard, he made another phone call, asking them to prepare a few gifts to be sent over.

After finishing the phone call, Genevieve looked up at Armand and asked, “Did you have fun?”

“Thank goodness.” This time, when Armand came with Genevieve, he found that her old classmates were quite nice and their conversations were not vulgar.

The matter of the love letter with roses left him deeply troubled.

“Well, it's not too bad, then why are you still frowning?” Genevieve playfully tapped his forehead and laughed, “Just now in the card room, I gave you so much face, and you still got jealous?”

Armand said, “I get jealous. Zander's flirting skills are quite impressive.”

Whenever I think of Genevieve studying, I can't help but recall the countless suitors who went above and beyond to send her love letters and flowers, confessing their feelings for her. It's quite possible that even in their dreams, she was their goddess.

Armand was quite displeased.

“It's quite romantic,” said Genevieve.

Zander's love letters were never read by her; she would just throw them away when she got home.

However, after Andie mentioned it today, she finally understood that the unopened dozen or so boxes contained crystal ball roses, which were indeed quite romantic.

Genevieve joked, “If I had opened the box to take a look back then, the outcome might have been different.”

Armand didn't say a word, walking a bit faster than usual.

Genevieve realized she was lagging behind him and hurried to catch up. “Mando, why didn't you wait for me?”

“Because I have long legs,” Armand said expressionlessly.

Upon seeing his mood, Genevieve could tell that he wasn't feeling great, but she didn't know which part had upset him. All she could do was emphasize, “His approach was indeed quite romantic, and any girl would be moved by it, but not me.”

Armand let out a cold laugh.

Genevieve was left feeling baffled, not knowing how to appease him.

After the two of them entered the hot spring area, they saw Amanda and a group of children playing happily. Armand went over, picked up Amanda, and told her they would go back to the courtyard and have a barbecue for her to enjoy.

Sally, carrying a toy, walked behind Genevieve and asked curiously, “Is Armand angry?”

“Who knows?” Genevieve shrugged.

She told Sally about running into an old classmate who had pursued her a few hours ago in the dressing room, as well as their visit to the card room to play.

After finishing her story, Genevieve pouted and said, “He said Zander is good at flirting with girls, and I agreed because it's true. But I never accepted Zander's advances, so I don't know why he's so jealous.”

“Do you know?” she asked Sally.