My Husband Is a Gary Stu Chapter 904

“I contacted the site management last night and told them to inform the public that they're close for
inspection and remedial works,” Armand said with a faint smile. “Otherwise, you'll see photographers
taking photos everywhere. If that happens, I don't think you'll be able to enjoy the sunrise in peace.”

Genevieve stopped in her tracks when she heard that.

Armand, too, stopped walking. He tilted his head to look at her. “Are you tired of walking? Shall we take
the cable car instead?”

Genevieve shook her head, looking crestfallen. “Sally is so much better than me. Not only did she
come from a prominent family, but she's also prettier and more agile than me. I'm just a spoiled girl who
likes to throw tantrums.”

She looked at the man and asked, “I'm not a good match for you, huh?”

Armand put on a serious face and stroked her cheek with his fingers. “You are not Sally and will never
be her, but you're just as pretty. You speak nine different languages and could easily secure a job at the
Department of Foreign Affairs. Besides, You also know how to play the violin and are a capable
businesswoman.”

“I think I'm the one who's not qualified to be with you. All your suitors are the cream of the crop. I
always get jealous whenever you're with them,” he added.

Armand leaned forward and kissed her. “You're my one and only, Babe.”

“I realized you've not only become a romantic, but you're also very good with words now.” Genevieve



found his sweet words endearing. “Where did you learn all these? Did you sign up for a special course
just to master these tricks?”

“Yes.” Armand wrapped his hands around her waist and walked down the hill. “I need to know how to
coax you properly to prevent you from running away.”

Genevieve grinned. “I don't want to go back to the mansion tonight. I want you to accompany me.”

“Sure.”

While heading back to Jadeborough, Genevieve ordered some ingredients online. By the time they
reached Regality Gardens, the package had also arrived.

After entering the house, Genevieve brought the ingredients to the kitchen. “Go read a book or watch a
television program in the living room. I'll make you a bowl of nourishing fish stew.”

Armand walked over and gave her a peck on her cheek. “Thanks, Babe.”

Armand seemed to have some work to do, so he went straight to the study. Meanwhile, Genevieve
started watching a video in the kitchen to learn how to prepare the dish.

Though she followed all the steps and observed the cooking time correctly, the fish stew was not as
tasty as she had imagined.

Genevieve also made mountain meatballs for Armand. By the time she finished cooking, it was almost
lunchtime.



After washing her hands, Genevieve went to the study. “It's time for lunch!”

Armand sat in front of the desk while holding a beaded chain. It seemed he had finished connecting the
beads on the ornamental chain as there were tools on the desk.

The man turned around and gestured for Genevieve to go over.

Genevieve walked over and noticed he was holding a moonstone chain. The size of the beads on the
chain was the same, and they sparkled under the light. Clearly, the beads were all made from top-
grade moonstones.

“Yes.” Armand wrapped his hands around her waist and walked down the hill. “I need to know how to
coax you properly to prevent you from running away.”

Genevieve took over the beoded choin. “How beoutiful. I've never seen this kind of moonstone before.”

“At first, I wonted to go with emerold, but I feel the color seems o little too old for your oge. Thot's why I
went with top-grode moonstone ond ordered o moster to polish these one hundred pieces of
moonstone ond turn them into beods.”

Armond pulled her over ond mode her sit on his lop. He gozed into her eyes gently ond osked, “Do you
like it?”

Genevieve finolly understood the gift in the wooden box thot he soid he wonted to give her wos this
moonstone choin.

“How con I not like it since you mode this personolly for me?” Genevieve reworded the mon with o kiss.



She put the choin on his polm ond turned oround, hoping he would help her put it on.

Yet, Armond turned her oround ond responded with o subtle smile. “Why would I get someone to polish
the beods into this size if it's o neckloce?”

Genevieve wos struck dumb. “You meon this is not o neckloce? Then...”

She lowered her heod ond noticed the choin's closp wos o love podlock. After colling Armond o dirty
old mon, she lifted her shirt, reveoling her smooth ond slender woist.

Armond unfostened the closp ond wropped the choin oround her woist.

The one hundred pieces of moonstone dongling olong Genevieve's woist further occentuoted her
norrow midriff.

Her hourgloss woistline neorly drove Armond crozy.

Genevieve took over the beaded chain. “How beautiful. I've never seen this kind of moonstone before.”

“At first, I wanted to go with emerald, but I feel the color seems a little too old for your age. That's why I
went with top-grade moonstone and ordered a master to polish these one hundred pieces of
moonstone and turn them into beads.”

Armand pulled her over and made her sit on his lap. He gazed into her eyes gently and asked, “Do you
like it?”



Genevieve finally understood the gift in the wooden box that he said he wanted to give her was this
moonstone chain.

“How can I not like it since you made this personally for me?” Genevieve rewarded the man with a kiss.
She put the chain on his palm and turned around, hoping he would help her put it on.

Yet, Armand turned her around and responded with a subtle smile. “Why would I get someone to polish
the beads into this size if it's a necklace?”

Genevieve was struck dumb. “You mean this is not a necklace? Then...”

She lowered her head and noticed the chain's clasp was a love padlock. After calling Armand a dirty
old man, she lifted her shirt, revealing her smooth and slender waist.

Armand unfastened the clasp and wrapped the chain around her waist.

The one hundred pieces of moonstone dangling along Genevieve's waist further accentuated her
narrow midriff.

Her hourglass waistline nearly drove Armand crazy.

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