My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand)
Chapter 447 Is It Worthwhile

Timothy watched Johanna sing in front of everyone present. At times when she got all hyped up, she would even throw in a hot dance. Seeing so made Timothy's blood boil. Thus, he invited several girls into their lounge to take revenge on her.

"I'll pay ten thousand per song to anyone among you who can sing or dance better than her!"

The attractive offer made all the girls go crazy instantly. They fought to be the first ones to select songs of their choice.

No thanks to Timothy pulling his stunt, Johanna lost her mood to sing. She landed a kick at Timothy while making her way back to the couch.

Shortly after, she saw that there were poker cards on the table and suggested that they play truth or dare.

"Hey, sing a few ballads. While you're at it, reduce the volume. Otherwise, we can't hear each other over here," she boldly ordered the girls around.

"Johanna, those are my people. I'm the one who paid them to sing," retorted Timothy.

"I know, and I'm not going to dispute that fact. You said you'd pay them ten thousand per song, right?" Johanna spread her hands in feigned innocence. "As an audience, am I not allowed to pick songs that I want to hear?"

Timothy was rendered speechless.

Johanna then opened a new deck of cards and excluded the four kings. As she shuffled the deck, she started explaining the rules of the game.

Everyone was supposed to pick a card and reveal it at the same time. The one with the smallest number would lose, whereas the one with the biggest number would win the round. The loser would then have to accept a punishment indicated by the winner.

Afterward, Johanna placed the deck neatly on the table and commenced the game in a clockwise manner.

Timothy was the first to draw a card, followed by Johanna, Jermaine, and the rest.

When Genevieve had completed her turn, the next player remained as still as a statue.

Johanna rested her chin on her palm and teased Armand with a pair of smiling eyes, "Mr. Faulkner, it's just a harmless game. Both truth or dare options won't go too far. Are you scared?"

She took advantage of the situation and poked fun at Timothy. "See, how steady and grounded is your fellow friend. Now, take a look at yourself... Tsk!"

Timothy was at a loss for words.

In the end, Armand decided to participate in the game. He took the top card from the deck and tossed it casually on the table.

It was a deuce, making Timothy the winner of that round.

Armand took a shot of brandy and indicated coldly, "I choose dare."

"Awesome!" Needless to say, Timothy would not give up on such a great chance to pull a trick on his friend.

He rubbed his palms and instructed, "I want you and Mr. Sutton to each hold a glass and drink from it with your cup-holding arms crossed."

Cooper shot Timothy a glance and advised him with a smile, "You might want to think twice, Timothy. Let me remind you that what goes around comes around. I live by the saying, an eye for an eye." A tinge of viciousness laced his tone of voice.

Timothy shrugged and replied guiltlessly, "Well, well, Armand's the one who chose dare."

"Haha! This is fun. I can't wait to see you guys do it." Johanna filled Cooper's glass with more liquor. "Mr. Faulkner, hurry up and clink glasses with Mr. Sutton. The loser can't reject any punishment given by the winner, ok?"

Without saying a word, Armand approached Cooper with a glass.

Then, the duo performed the act under everyone's noses.

Thereafter, Armand went back to his seat, looking unperturbed as though nothing happened.

Soon, it was time for a new round.

Basically, each one had their fair share of drawing the smallest card in terms of value.

Regardless of other people's choices, Armand would only pick dare whenever he lost. He was very obliging in accepting his punishment, be it drinking crossed-cup wine with another guy or singing a song. Everyone was quite considerate and behaved like a gentleman throughout the game except for two people who took revenge on Timothy.

Johanna's seething resentment against him drove her to seize every possible chance to give Timothy a hard time, whether he chose truth or dare. On the other hand, Cooper did not spare him, either. In a new round, Jermaine got the ace card, whereas Genevieve's was the smallest number.

"Truth," Genevieve uttered.

"When was the most heartbroken moment for you?" Jermaine posed her a question.

Genevieve thought about it for a while before responding with her gaze lowered. "When I was giving birth."

On the day of delivery, a group of doctors and nurses surrounded her and gently comforted her with words of encouragement. Yet, her heart wrenched painfully because she had no one beside her. The one she loved was absent.

She did not know if her efforts were worthwhile.

Moreover, she had a condition which made the delivery process much harder.

She could not bear the emotional turmoil within her and broke down while she was giving birth to her baby.

Genevieve rubbed the corner of her eyes. Upon noticing that the atmosphere in the room had grown tense, she laughed. "Who wouldn't cry at the immense pain felt during child birth? Come on, don't stay silent. All right, I'm done with my turn. Please draw the next card."

Once again, Armand's card was the smallest in number.

"You've chosen dare thrice." Cooper placed his card on the table and remarked nonchalantly, "You can't keep doing the same thing when playing truth or dare. You must go for truth this time."