My Flirtacious Husband novel Chapter 407

Cooper added, “But Jack's parents died many years ago. I can't find out who his parents' relatives are, and I don't know how he lived after his parents passed on. Later on, he returned to school with the help of the community and successfully enrolled in the University of Southern Saspiuburg with fantastic grades. I want to stay in Dartan for a few more days to see if I can find out more things about him.”

Armand hummed in agreement.

Just as he ended the call, the doorbell rang.

Steven was outside, holding onto his phone with an anxious face. When he saw Armand coming out, he immediately walked toward Armand and showed him the screen of his phone.

“Mr. Faulkner, please take a look at this.”

Steven had just received a video message from an unfamiliar number. He gloomily clicked onto the video, only to see that Genevieve and Jack were in the video.

Frightened, he quickly stopped the video and went to Armand.

Armand played it. A few seconds into the video, he narrowed his eyes and turned the video off before clicking on the link below it.

A live footage popped up.

In the video, Genevieve was wearing an ashy gray nightgown and was making out with Jack.

Like a kitten asking for attention, she was leaning against Jack, kissing him and letting him take off the jacket of her nightwear.

Then, her fair skin was exposed.

The amorous scene nearly drove Armand mad. He tightened his grip on the phone and squeezed Steven's phone until it was out of shape.

His terrifying force sent a chill running down Steven's spine.

I always thought that Mr. Faulkner was not good at combat and needed my protection. Well... It doesn't seem like the case, though

Steven steeled himself and called out, “Mr. Faulkner?”

“Genevieve and I are divorced. How can I intervene in this?” Armand hoarsely said.

He narrowed his eyes. Just as he was about to find out what was in there, loud knocks came from the door.

Then, with a loud bang, the door was kicked open, and it slammed into the side wall.

The next thing Jack saw was a furious Armand storming in.

Jack quickly took the nightgown jacket and draped it over Genevieve. “Mr. Faulkner, what are you trying to do by coming into someone else's room in the middle of the night? Need I remind you that you've already divorced Genev? She's now my wife.”

“I don't need your reminder,” Armand snapped. When he turned to look at Genevieve, who was in his arms, he spotted the hickeys on her collarbone, and that made his eye twitch.

Almost losing his sanity, Armand shouted, “Come here, Genevieve!”

Even though he had said that he would not intervene in Genevieve's matter—that he would give her the freedom—the very thought of her kissing another man and waking up in another man's arms made jealousy and anger surge in his chest. Those feelings nearly drowned him.

I shouldn't have agreed to the divorce back then.