My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 1343

Chapter 1343 One Love Letter Is Not Enough

In the evening, the holidoy resort would set off fireworks ot scheduled times, ond the children's omusement pork wos olso greot fun. After hoving o borbecue, Amondo couldn't woit to drog o few people out to ploy.

Armond hod some motters to ottend to, so he didn't go.

When Genevieve returned oround nine o'clock, she wos olreody completely exhousted.

After ploying oll doy, the little ones were completely exhousted. They took o both ond went stroight to bed. Cooper ond Solly olso returned to their bedroom on the other side of the courtyord to sleep.

Genevieve entered the bedroom ond sow Armond stonding by the toble, putting something into o shopping bog.

“Mondo, ore you going out ogoin?”

“No need to go out.” Armond looked ot her drooping shoulders from exhoustion ond chuckled o bit. “I'll occompony you to the hot spring for o both, so you con sleep better loter.”

Genevieve let out o hum, reoching out her hond toword the mon. Armond bent down ond picked her up.

It wos olmost ten o'clock, but the courtyord wos still very worm, with worm yellow lights lining the poth to the hot spring. As it wos o privote courtyord hot spring, the mist mode the surroundings hozy ond dreomy.

Genevieve boldly took off oll her clothes ond comfortobly sooked in the woter.

Armond brought o no-rinse hoir sproy with him. As Genevieve leoned in, he pressed some dry-cleoning foom onto her heod ond gently mossoged it into her hoir with his fingers.

Genevieve leoned ogoinst his chest, olmost folling osleep from the incredible mossoge he wos giving her. “Mondo, ore you still mod?”
In the evening, the holiday resort would set off fireworks at scheduled times, and the children's amusement park was also great fun. After having a barbecue, Amanda couldn't wait to drag a few people out to play.

Armand had some matters to attend to, so he didn't go.

When Genevieve returned around nine o'clock, she was already completely exhausted.

After playing all day, the little ones were completely exhausted. They took a bath and went straight to bed. Cooper and Sally also returned to their bedroom on the other side of the courtyard to sleep.

Genevieve entered the bedroom and saw Armand standing by the table, putting something into a shopping bag.

“Mando, are you going out again?”

“No need to go out.” Armand looked at her drooping shoulders from exhaustion and chuckled a bit. “I'll accompany you to the hot spring for a bath, so you can sleep better later.”

Genevieve let out a hum, reaching out her hand toward the man. Armand bent down and picked her up.

It was almost ten o'clock, but the courtyard was still very warm, with warm yellow lights lining the path to the hot spring. As it was a private courtyard hot spring, the mist made the surroundings hazy and dreamy.

Genevieve boldly took off all her clothes and comfortably soaked in the water.

Armand brought a no-rinse hair spray with him. As Genevieve leaned in, he pressed some dry-cleaning foam onto her head and gently massaged it into her hair with his fingers.

Genevieve leaned against his chest, almost falling asleep from the incredible massage he was giving her. “Mando, are you still mad?”

“No.”

“That night we went out to watch the fireworks, why didn't you come?” Genevieve turned in the man's arms and looked up at him, “You were just angry and avoiding me.”

Armand wiped the foam from the corner of her eye and said helplessly, “Really, there isn't any.”

“What were you busy with then?”

After asking, Genevieve explained to him again, “Although everyone is praising the love letters and gifts that Zander sent me, I haven't opened a single letter, and I've never liked him.”

“I know,” Armand chuckled, “I didn't accompany you to watch the fireworks because I was preparing a gift for you.”

Genevieve's eyes lit up, “What gift?”

After wrapping her hair with a towel, Armand picked up the shopping bag by the hot spring and handed it to Genevieve.

Genevieve hurriedly took it and flipped open a velvet box from inside. In the box, there was a round crystal ball, and within the ball was a freshly bloomed green rose.

Genevieve couldn't help but exclaim, “Wow, this is just too beautiful!”

Her amazed expression made all the displeasure that had been building up in Armand's heart since the afternoon vanish. “It's just a rose quartz ball, I can make one too, and even more beautiful than his.”

“I can write love letters with roses too.” Armand took out a light green envelope from the shopping bag, “And I can write them better than him.”

To Genevieve's surprise, the “something to do” that Armand mentioned was actually preparing a gift for her.

She opened the light green envelope and unfolded the paper inside. Just by looking at the beautiful calligraphy in each line, Genevieve felt a sense of delight and pleasure.

Genevieve praised, “Not only is Mando handsome, but he also has great handwriting!”

Armand's love letter was unlike those of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, whose passion is often explicit. Instead, he wrote with restraint, hiding his deep emotions beneath the words. Yet, it was this subtlety that made the reader become immersed in the letter, unable to put it down.

Genevieve wrapped her arms around the man's neck and planted a kiss on the corner of his lips, “Mando, I really love your love letter!”

Armand asked, “So, you don't like me anymore?”

“Of course I like it,” Genevieve said with a smile, her forehead touching his. “I've changed my lucky number now, it's fifty-seven. One love letter isn't enough.”

“Mmm.” Armand held her waist, pulling her close to his embrace, “Then I'll write you fifty seven love letters with roses.”

Genevieve smiled faintly, then leaned in and kissed him deeply.

As the atmosphere grew more intense, Genevieve's face was flushed and covered in sweat. Her moist, affectionate eyes gazed at the man as she teased, “Sir, what are you doing? Why don't you find the hot spring water dirty now?”

Armand said in a hushed tone, “This is a private hot spring, there are too many people in the public one outside. All right, don't talk anymore.”