My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand)
Chapter 306

"She is my niece. She came to Jadeborough for a holiday..." Dagna saw the young woman holding her cheek and guessed Genevieve had slapped her. Therefore, she explained quickly, "Mrs. Faulkner, this is my niece's first time visiting Jadeborough. She is still immature and unfamiliar with this place. I planned to send her to the hotel after I finished the grocery shopping..."

"She is still immature?" Genevieve narrowed her eyes and said coldly, "From what I see, she is a cunning schemer who tried to make a move on my husband while you were out."

Dagna was stunned by what Genevieve said and looked at the young woman. "Ally, you... Did you do that? You need to apologize to Mrs. Faulkner now-"

"There is no need for that," Genevieve interrupted the Dagna. "You can go to your room and pack your things. You and your niece are to leave this house!"

Dagna's mouth twitched as if wanting to plead with Genevieve.

However, she had worked for Genevieve for a long time and noticed that although Genevieve seemed generous, she had gradually become more like Armand. Thus, Genevieve had turned intimidating and decisive. She stood firm by her words.

In the end, Dagna did not dare to say anything but slipped into her room quickly to pack her bags. Then, she left the house with her niece.

After getting into the elevator, Dagna poked Ally's temple and scolded, "Are you crazy? How dare you make a move on a man like Mr. Faulkner!"

The young woman rubbed her sore temple and argued indignantly, "Why can't I? What makes that woman deserve to be with him? I saw on Twitter that her parents died a long time ago. If not for Mr. Faulkner, how could she live such a good life?"

"You... Do you not feel any remorse?" Dagna slapped Ally's left cheek furiously. "Do you know how long Mr. Faulkner was unconscious? Mrs. Faulkner has been managing the company since then. If she did not have the ability, how could she remain in that position until now?

"Moreover, Mrs. Faulkner graduated from Dartan's renowned Institute of Translation and Interpretation. Look at yourself. You have neither her beauty nor academic qualifications. Who are you to criticize her? If Mrs. Faulkner returned a little later, Mr. Faulkner would have broken your wrist!" Dagna continued coldly.

The young woman suddenly felt a vague pain on her wrist and stammered, "But... But Mr. Faulkner did not push me away. He was obviously interested in me..."

"I've served Mr. Faulkner as a housekeeper for a long time, so of course, I know how he is." Dagna had a fearful expression.

"Luckily, Mrs. Faulkner only told us to leave. If Mr. Faulkner had spoken... We would have been doomed!"

Meanwhile, Genevieve looked at the wet patch on Armand's shirt and pushed him on his wheelchair into the bedroom. She took out a casual shirt and tossed it to him. "Change it yourself!"

Seeing Armand changing his shirt without a word, Genevieve stood with her hands on her waist and said coldly, "She almost sat on your thighs. Even though you are blind, you can sense what she wanted to do, right? So, why didn't you push her away? Did you wish to do something with her?"

Hearing Genevieve's unconcealed anger, Armand secretly curved his lips and almost laughed.

Armand concealed his face while changing and adjusting his emotions. Then, he said helplessly, "You came home when I was about to push her away."

"No way! I didn't even see you try!" Genevieve sneered. "When I came in, I saw the girl sticking close to you. You were sitting in a wheelchair but made no move to push her away! If you like her so much, would you like me to call her back and let her spend time with you? Why don't I move out and let you two live in this house? What do you think?"

Armand frowned and said, "I'm sorry. Next time..."

"You still hope for next time?" Genevieve's expression darkened. "There will never be another housekeeper in this house. You are to eat without complaints whatever takeouts I ordered! Otherwise, I will send you to Swallow Garden!"

"Yes." Armand looked down and continued helplessly, "I will do whatever you say."

"How can you be so shameless? You are more than thirty years old and are not young anymore..." Genevieve glared at Armand and left the bedroom.

Once Armand sensed the room was silent, he pressed his fist to his mouth and chuckled softly.