My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 921

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Chapter 921

“Can you help me with this button?” Genevieve requested the salesperson's help.

In the meantime, Armand kept his eyes glued on her and realized that it was a long traditional gown that barely exposed any inch of her skin. There was only a slit at one side, revealing part of her slender leg whenever she moved.

The figure-hugging design of the gown contoured Genevieve's slender waist perfectly. When she moved, the mesmerizing sight of the light illuminating her graceful figure was beyond description.

Unequivocally, she looked stunning as ever. However, her usual striking alluringness seemed to be hidden under the traditional gown.

Armand's eyes glimmered with indecipherable emotions as he swallowed a lump down his throat.

He was never a pervert but suddenly could not resist the charm of Genevieve's new look. At that moment, he could scarcely restrain his desire of pinning her onto a soft bed. He yearned to rip off her traditional gown to expose her hidden charm before indulging in a passionate moment with her.

After the salesperson helped Genevieve with her button, the latter looked into the standing mirror and nodded in satisfaction.

Catching sight of the hand-held fan on the display rack, she took it down and waved it lightly as she turned around to look at Armand. “Mando, do I look nice?”

The sight of her covering her face with the fan and exposing only her glimmering eyes served to turn Armand on. He felt hot all over as he replied hoarsely, “Yeah. You look stunning.”

“Miss, you have a perfect figure! This design fits you perfectly well!” the salesperson complimented earnestly.

“This is actually a customized shop, and you're wearing our display item that is not for sale. But, if you're willing to let us take your picture and display it on the glass wall outside our shop as a poster, you can have this gown for free. Apart from that, we'll give you ten percent off on any other custom-made traditional gowns.”

Genevieve's eyes lit up in an instant. Just as she was about to agree, Armand rejected grimly, “My wife is not a celebrity. There's no need for her to display herself.”

Intimidated by Armand's cold tone, the salesperson zipped her mouth.