My Husband Is a Gary Stu Chapter 499

I Hate This Name Armand didn't even bother sparing Genevieve a look. Instead, he
swung open the car door and alighted from the car. Sighing, Genevieve lockedthe car and entered the
elevator with him. When the elevator arrived on the first floor, she handed the car key to the man and
implored, “Mando, miss me while I'm gone, okay?” “I've got a lot of work,” Armand countered
expressionlessly.

With his finger on the door hold button, he inquired, “Are you getting out, Ms.

Rachford?”

Ms.

Rachford, Ms.

Rachford! I hate it! Shooting him a glare, Genevieve stalked out of the elevator in a fit of pique. Armand
watched her retreating figure throughthe slowly closing elevator doors.

His gaze darkened a shade as he gripped the car key in his hand tightly. After Genevieve’s departure,
Armand’s life returned toits peaceful routine. As usual, he went to the office and attended business
meals occasionally.

The housekeeper prepared both breakfast and dinner for him. However, his bedroom was littered with
Genevieve’s belongings. Not only were herclothes and handbags in the closet, but her skincare
products and bath bombs were also in the bathroom.

Even the bed carried her lingering fragrance. She had only stayed there for a few days, but her impact
on him was unexpectedlytremendous. It was so great that he started losing sleep when he slept on the
bed. On that particular morning, Armand had just gone back to his office after a meeting.



As he was working, his phone on the table rang. Casting a glance at it, he noticedthat it was an
unknown number. In fact, it seemed to be an international phone number. Something seemingly
occurred to him, for his breathing deepened.

In no time, he picked up his phone. “Hello? Hello? Can you hear me, mister?” A child’s babyish and
sweet voice drifted out from the other end of the phone. Armand gruntedin acknowledgment. “I
misplaced the paper with your phone number and only found it in my little bear bag today.

Then, I immediately phoned you!” Amanda explained in a honeyed voice. Thereafter, she started acting
coquettish with him, querying, “Did youmiss me, mister?” Upon hearing that, Armand was stunned for a
moment. It's the first time we're talking on the phone, and she doesn't even know my name or my
relationship with Genevieve, yet she's natural and smooth when speaking to me. In the next moment,
however, he recalled Genevieve's unabashed nature.

Well, perhaps she inherited Genevieve's personality. At that, he couldn't help chuckling. Amanda’s
curiosity was piqued when she heardhis laughter.

“Why are you laughing, mister? Did I say something funny?” “Nope,” Armand replied. “So, did you miss
me?” Amanda asked once more.

“Although I couldn't phone you, I missed you every second of every day!” Armand’s heart melted.

In a gentle voice, he inquired, “Why did you miss me?” Amanda answered sweetly, “Because I like you
a lot! Thus, I missed you greatly.

I also like Mommy, and I always miss her, too! So, did you miss me, mister?” “Yeah,” Armand replied
withoutthe slightest hesitation. For some inexplicable reason, he adored her greatly, albeit only hearing
her melodious voice through the phone. “Really?” Amanda adorably gave him two kisses through the
phone. She had plenty to say, telling him everything, from the time she got out of bed to her daily diet



and activities. Armand, on the other hand, listened patiently. He placed the call on loudspeaker and put
it aside while he worked. The two of them chatted for almost an hour. On the other end of the phone, a
cool voice urged Amanda, “It's bedtime, Amanda!” In response, Amanda harrumphed.

“No way! You always tell me to sleep, but you still play on the computer when you return to your room! I
want to stay up a bit later tonight!” “Whatever!You're short anyway, and you're the one who'll remain
short when you sleep late, not me,” the little boy retorted nonchalantly. “I'm not short! You're the short
one!” “You're a shortie, Amanda!” “You're a dummy, Lucian! You're a dumbo!” Amanda clamored, her
adorable voice breaking. “You're a crybaby!” Armand heard Amanda sobbing before the muffled thud of
the phone hitting the ground drifted into his ears, followed by the sounds of the two children scuffling.
Verily, he didn't expect them to break into a fight when they were merely talking a moment ago.

About My Husband Is a Gary Stu - Chapter 499

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