My Flirtacious Husband novel Chapter 1013

Chapter 1013 You Are The Only One

It was a busy day for Genevieve having just transferred to a new office, but she settled down easily thanks to Armand's help.

“Darling, could you pour me a cup of coffee?” the man asked while still buried in work.

“Sure.” Given how he had helped her so much today, Genevieve figured it was only right for her to return the gesture, so she brewed him some coffee.

Armand felt much more energized as soon as he caught a whiff of the aroma.

“Do you want to grab some barbecue tonight? We can go check out the night market,” he proposed just as Genevieve turned around and was about to return to her seat.

“Really?” The woman stared at him dubiously. “You'll actually let me eat that sort of junk food?”

She hadn't forgotten the look on his face when he found out about her ordering herself fried chicken while hospitalized.

That scowl of his was just terrifying.

“It's fine if you don't eat too much of it,” Armand replied before pausing briefly. “But if you don't want to go, it's fine.”

“I do! I do!”

Evening came, and the two walked out of the building only after most employees had left. Armand had the driver drop them off at a street before hopping off with Genevieve.

To their right was a row of merchants, one of which was a florist full of bouquets both inside and outside the store.

As Armand dragged Genevieve inside, the storekeeper retrieved a bouquet of green lisianthus from below the counter.

“Take it,” the man said to Genevieve.

The woman took the bouquet from the florist, and the light fragrance of the flowers wafted into her nostrils.

She shot Armand a glance. “You actually buy women flowers?”

“You're the only one I've given flowers to.” Knowing how she would never let him present her flowers at work, he could only have the florist leave the bouquet here.

Armand extended an arm toward her. “Let's go, Ms. Rachford. I'll take you on a ride worth hundreds of billions,” he offered tenderly.

The man laughed. “I got someone to help me trade some stocks, so yes, I can still pay for your things.”

“Let's go shopping, then.” It had been a while since she had last bought some new clothes.

Genevieve felt comfortable rubbing her face against his broad chest as she hugged his lean waist.

Suddenly, Armand's gaze darkened as he sent someone flying with a sturdy kick.

With a loud cry, the person being kicked lost his footing and fell among a crowd of passengers.

Just as he got back up and tried to squeeze his way out, Armand grabbed him by the wrist. “Where do you think you're going?”

The train arrived at the next stop at that very moment, and the doors opened.

Armand dragged the man who was screaming out with him, gaining the attention of onlookers and even security.

“Unlock your phone,” he demanded frostily.