Chapter 819
Upon hearing her snarky remark, the driver felt he should not have unlocked the car and let her in. What a vicious woman!
Yet, Armand was not mad at her. He merely hummed in acknowledgment and continued to ignore her.
Fury surged in Genevieve when she saw how composed the man was. She could not help but grit her teeth throughout the journey.
When the car arrived at Lovely Heart Hotel, she exited the car with a grim expression. After closing the door, she looked at the man in the car and uttered in a serious tone, “This time, I'll choose my husband carefully. Since the government wants us to have more babies, I'll ensure he's in his early thirties and fit enough to get me pregnant with another child!”
Genevieve then slammed the door and dashed into the hotel.
Instead of looking out of the window, Armand ordered the driver calmly, “Let's go.”
“Yes,” the driver replied. He was relieved that Armand paid no attention to Genevieve throughout the ride.
Meanwhile, Genevieve went into the elevator and reached the floor where Harry was staying. She rang the doorbell repeatedly in frustration.
A few minutes later, someone came to open the door. “Genevieve...”
Harry looked disheveled, and he was still wearing yesterday's clothes. When he spotted Genevieve by the door, his eyes brightened up. “What are you doing here?”
The teenage boy pressed his pale lips. Anyone who saw him in such a miserable state would sympathize with him.
“What am I doing here? I came to collect your body just in case the hotel refuses to take responsibility when you die of fever!” Genevieve uttered icily, venting her pent-up frustration on Harry.
Harry's eyes grew dim instantly. He muttered, “If that's the case, I'll check out of the hotel right now...”
Pressing his fist to his mouth, he coughed a few times.
Upon noticing how severe his cough was, Genevieve did not have the heart to reprimand him anymore. She immediately held him up when he began to wobble, lest he fell to the floor.
She could also feel how feverish Harry was when she grabbed his arm and dragged him back to the room.
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