My Flirtacious Husband novel Chapter 305

Genevieve spent more than an hour bathing Armand. In the end, she was not only exhausted but had drenched her clothes too.

Therefore, she also took a bath and changed into clean a set of clean clothes.

After that, Armand lay on the bed while Genevieve massaged his legs gently.

Her hands felt soothing as they massaged his legs. The massage removed all the soreness Armand felt before, leaving him with a tingling sensation on his skin. “Darling, can you massage a little higher.”

“You should be thankful that I massage your legs. Don’t make any more demands.” Genevieve grumbled, but she still massaged upwards.

Armand sighed contentedly.

Although it was barely audible, his voice sounded like a moan to Genevieve, leaving her with a tingling sensation in her ear.

Then, she noticed something as she looked up and parted Armand’s thighs forcefully.

Genevieve was furious and indignant about what she saw. “You… Why do you have a reaction!”

“I still have feelings in my legs.” Armand’s voice sounded hoarse. “Your massage feels nice, so my body reacts naturally…”

“Shameless!” Genevieve took a bolster and slammed it against his body before leaving the bedroom.

Armand lay helpless on the bed.

After resting for a day, Genevieve devoted herself to work.

She took some time to have breakfast with Armand in the morning but would work late until past ten o’clock before she could come home. Meanwhile, Armand remained at home and spent five to six hours in the gym daily, doing exercises.

Sometimes, Genevieve would return from work earlier and go to the gym to call Armand to have dinner. She noticed he could walk slowly but stably by supporting himself on the railing.

He no longer looked strained whenever he took a step.

During dinner with Armand, Genevieve would tell him about the matters in his company. Sometimes, she would also consult him about them.

Unlike Cooper, Armand would explain everything clearly while giving her room to think.

Hearing Genevieve’s voice, Armand, who had raised his hands, slowly put them on the arms of the wheelchair.

“I’m asking you. What are you doing?” Genevieve came over and stood before the young woman. “I heard you speaking just now. Why are you mute now?”

The young woman shuddered and said nervously, “ Mr. Faulkner’s shirt is wet. I… I wanted to help him change it-”

Genevieve slapped the young woman before she could finish speaking and scolded, “There is nothing wrong with his hands. How can he not hold a cup properly? If I had arrived a little later, would you have taken off his shirt and sat on his lap?”

The young held her swollen cheek and mumbled, “No, that’s not true. Mrs. Faulkner, you have wrongly accused me…”

At this moment, Dagna, the housekeeper returned after going out to buy something.

The housekeeper walked in and saw Genevieve in the pantry. “Mrs. Faulkner, you’re back from work early today.”

Genevieve pointed at the young woman and asked Dagna, “Who is she?