My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand)
Chapter 1049

Chapter 1049 Taught You So Well

"So, tell me," Genevieve said.

Armand picked up a brush and started combing her hair. Surprised, he asked, "What do you want me to say?"

"Which woman taught you so well?" She looked up at him. "I get the feeling you were a dense man in the past. If you weren't taught by another woman, how come you're so adept at coaxing a girl? Don't tell me you learned all these on your own. I won't believe that."

Armand felt his head ache. Judging by her personality, he knew she would get mad regardless of his answer. Still, he couldn't tell her that woman was none other than her. She's basically jealous of herself.

"Hurry up and tell me." Genevieve lifted three fingers and vowed, "I swear I won't get angry. I just want to know."

He casually changed the topic of conversation. "Let's eat spaghetti for breakfast tomorrow. What do you say?"

"Sure. I want two extra sunny-side-up eggs..." Regaining her senses after she was done talking, Genevieve raised her arm and punched his chest. "Jerk! You deliberately distracted me!"

He remained silent and searched for a bottle of hair care essential oil from a pile of beauty products. Then, he squeezed some essential oil, rubbed it between his palms, and applied it to Genevieve's hair. His meticulous care gradually eliminated all the questions in her mind and her curiosity.

After he carried her back to the bedroom, she rolled over and sat on Armand's lap. Looking down and staring into his eyes, she traced her finger across his thick, black eyebrows.

She pursed her lips and uttered, "Actually, I fell in love with you at first sight when I saw you at the hospital the other day. When I returned to work after being discharged from the hospital, I wanted to hand in my resignation letter. Unexpectedly, there was a meeting that day, and I noticed you were also there. That's why I stayed."

A smile slowly spread across his face. "And?"

Sensing his interest piqued, Genevieve decided to come clean. "I know you were working in the office during that rainy day, so I purposely waited for everyone to leave before going downstairs. In truth, I had brought my own umbrella, but I left it in my desk drawer upstairs."

She did intend to let him send her home at that time, but she didn't anticipate him to be so daring as to hold her waist right after they met.

Genevieve added, "However, I didn't expect you to tell me all those things when you treated me to a meal after I visited Coop at the hospital. I've always thought I'm the predator."

"But, in the end, the predator became the prey?" he asked cheerfully. Armand grasped her hands and lowered his head to kiss her palms. "What would you do if I didn't say those words that night?"

She arched her brows. "I'd think of a way to win your affection. If I fail, then so be it. I don't like a man who is older than me anyway."

Armand grinned in silence. He knew she wasn't being truthful.

He placed her hands on his cheeks and stared at her intently. Too many things had happened to Genevieve in recent years.

No matter the harsh exchanges of words between them during their previous arguments, she had always chosen to be with him even after so long.

Armand would willingly risk his life if it were what it would take to reciprocate the love she harbored for him because he thought it was worth it.

Back then, when Genevieve had gone abroad with Jack, Armand had wondered why she continued to love him even after how much hurt he had caused her.

I wasn't an extraordinarily excellent man nor the only man who liked her.

The tenderness and affection glinting in Armand's eyes prompted Genevieve to use her hand to cover them, as she couldn't stand the way he was staring at her. "Don't look at me like that. I can't bear it." He grabbed her hands and lowered them. Then, he took the hair tie from the bedside table and helped her tie her hair.

Even though he didn't make any subsequent move, she instantaneously fathomed what he wanted to do. "Do you think my hair won't get wet just because you tied it up?"

"I'm afraid that I'll accidentally tug your hair." He slid his arms around her waist, pulled her into his embrace, and kissed her.