ry Stu
Chapter 992
“No, but I can tell from the look on your face,” replied Armand as he put the box of candy back in his pocket.
When they reached the underground parking lot, Armand dug his car keys out and unlocked the car.
Genevieve thought that she should get a cab home instead, but when Armand opened the door and looked at her, she entered the car without a second thought.
She moved with so much ease that it was as though she had done it a million times.
When Armand got into the car, he leaned toward the passenger seat and helped Genevieve strap on her safety belt.
Genevieve saw his head of hair right in front of her. It looked so perfect that she was tempted to run her fingers through his hair and mess it up.
“There's no need for that. I can do it myself,” said Genevieve. She grabbed the buckle from Armand and put her safety belt on. Her tone was even, but her heartbeat was not.
Armand returned to his seat and put on his safety belt.
The rain had stopped by then.
As he turned the steering wheel, he chatted with Genevieve. “What would you like to have for dinner? Grilled meat or pasta?”
“Uhm, grilled meat. It's been a while since I—” said Genevieve before she clamped her mouth shut.
Armand caught her stopping herself short. The look on her face made it clear that she was wondering why she even answered that question in the first place. She looked so adorable that he chuckled aloud.
How is my wife so cute?
“Are you laughing at me?” demanded Genevieve. She glared at him and had anger written all over her face.
“I chuckled because I thought you were cute,” answered Armand sincerely. “If I wasn't driving, I would have kissed you already.”
Genevieve knew that she should call the police and sue him for harassment, but she blushed red instead.
Resting her chin on her hand, she turned her head to look out the window. The light in the car was on, and the sky was dark, so she could see his handsome side profile through the reflection.
She was in a daze for a while before she realized something important. I don't think I told him where I live. Wait, then where is he taking me?
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