My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand)
Chapter 1047

Chapter 1047 Do You Like Me

As they spoke, Genevieve approached the dining table and sat down before asking if Armand was done cooking. Subsequently, she picked up a knife and cut off a piece of chicken.

The chicken had been seasoned just right and was emitting a thick, fragrant aroma after it was roasted to perfection.

Genevieve dipped the piece of chicken in the sweet and sour sauce that Armand had mixed to go with it. Blowing on the morsel to cool it down, she put it into her mouth, savoring the appetizing flavor. The sauce went well with the chicken, prompting Genevieve to eat bite after bite. "Did your family use to own a restaurant in your previous life?" she asked Armand between mouthfuls of chicken. Armand replied, "I don't know."

"That must be the case because this is amazing." Armand had made her all kinds of dishes lately, including Chanaean cuisine and other delicacies. To Genevieve, his culinary skill was so impressive that not even professional chefs could compare to him.

Genevieve swallowed the food in her mouth and lifted her head to stare at the man before her without blinking, causing Armand to be tickled pink by her demeanor.

"What? Do you want to eat me next?" he asked with a chuckle.

The woman's cheeks flushed bright red when she heard his suggestive words. Almost choking on her saliva, she grabbed a glass of lemon water from the table and took two sips, trying to hide the turbulence in her heart.

As her fingers rubbed the glass, she returned her gaze to his face. "I understand why Eurydice likes you now."

Armand is not only charming, shrewd, and capable, but he's also good at making women happy. I think one of the reasons Eurydice is interested in Armand is that she's overwhelmed by his charm. The other reason is that she's aware of Armand's relationship with Robert and the power he possesses. The power struggle in the political world is always intricate, and Eurydice's father currently holds a high status. If they could establish connections with the Zane family and join forces with them, it would be equivalent to building a strong relationship between the two families through a marriage of convenience, thus expanding their influence.

The Zane family was the leader of the military world, and that was exactly what the Gaudette family needed.

Following two face-offs with Eurydice, Genevieve discovered that the former was good at concealing her emotions and keeping herself in check. Moreover, it seemed like Eurydice wasn't satisfied with leading a mediocre life.

The only person capable of helping her rise to greater heights was Armand.

Taking note of the crease between Genevieve's delicate brows, Armand knew she had gotten jealous. Instead of saying anything, he merely smiled silently and got up to clean the table.

His silence gave her the wrong idea, and she thought that he was quite pleased when she mentioned Eurydice being fond of him.

After Armand finished doing the dishes and exited the kitchen, he saw Genevieve still sitting at the dining table with both of her legs curled up on the chair. A tiny part of her feet was visible under the hem of her skirt, with her plump toes looking pinkishly adorable.

Holding the glass of lemon water in her hand, she rested her head on her knees with her brows tightly knitted. Her mien clearly expressed how unhappy she was.

Armand approached her, turned her chair over to face him, and squatted. "Are you upset?"

Genevieve pouted and let out a soft snort. "What should I be upset for? You're a charming, talented, and wealthy man. Everyone likes you."

"Do you like me?" the man asked.

His obsidian eyes were filled with tenderness, which caused Genevieve to be helplessly enchanted.

Despite that, she stubbornly refused to admit her feelings for him. Using the tip of her toes to poke at his wide shoulder, she mumbled, "I'm a sucker for handsome men. Of course I like your face. It's just like how you covet my beautiful looks."

Armand let out a low chuckle before grabbing her foot, which was almost stepping on his shoulder.

His palm was huge, bringing with it scorching warmth as he tickled her sensitive sole, causing her to shudder all over.

"What are you doing?" Genevieve struggled to pull her foot back from his grasp but to no avail. His grip was tight around her foot as he continued to tickle her, sending her into a helpless fit of laughter while she wriggled about on the chair.