My Flirtacious Husband novel Chapter 948

Chapter 948 Done Talking

“Shut up!” Genevieve bellowed with her lips trembling.

Harry saw through her thoughts. “You're lying to me, Genevieve. You're trying to play the sentiment card against me. After Mandy is safe, you'll settle the score with me instead of protecting me.”

From the moment Harry placed the bomb inside Amanda's ear and threatened her, Genevieve hated his guts to the extent of having the urge to kill him.

She did not harbor a hint of pity toward Harry despite his terrible childhood.

“If you like my eyes, I'll give them to you now, all right? Let's go to the hospital immediately.” She dragged him along toward the shop's exit.

After stepping out of the shop, Harry stayed still, forcing Genevieve to stop moving as well.

He suddenly beamed at her. “I can remove the bomb from Mandy's ear, but you need to do something for me.”

Around eight o'clock that night, an exhausted Genevieve returned to Swallow Garden.

Armand had arrived home early that day. After having dinner with the kids, he played board games with them in the living room.

Upon seeing her return, Armand asked his children to continue playing the game on their own. Then, he got up and strode toward Genevieve.

He noticed her face was pale. “Where did you go? Did I not tell you to let a bodyguard tag along wherever you go? Why didn't you do as I say?”

“I wanted to drive around and enjoy some time alone.” Genevieve went to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of cold water.

Her stomach was still churning, so she did not have any appetite to eat.

Armand trailed behind her and asked indifferently, “Did you want to drive around alone, or was it because you went somewhere with someone, so you found it inappropriate for the bodyguard to be present?”

She jerked her head around and stared at him.

Armand unlocked his phone and handed it to Genevieve. Displayed on the device's screen was a picture of her and Harry, taken when they were surfing at Sunny Bay.

Although the picture merely captured their profiles, it still showed how close Genevieve was standing to Harry.

“I have not, but what about you?” she retorted.

He rubbed his temples and uttered helplessly, “I've told you that the perfume rubbed off on my body by accident. I explained to you last night and coaxed you this morning before leaving the house. Are you trying to use Harry to infuriate me, or are you interested in him?”

“He invited me to go surfing at Sunny Bay. Can I refuse his invitation?” Genevieve said. She drank a few more mouthfuls of water to suppress the nauseous sensation in her stomach.

Armand's face gradually darkened as he scoffed at her, “Yes. You certainly can. If you like to hang out with him so much, why don't you just get together with him? Why bother coming back here?”

Genevieve slammed the glass on the tabletop. “I'm done talking to you!”

Grabbing her arm, he struggled to keep his temper under control as he uttered, “Genevieve, I'm willing to trust you as long as you provide me with an explanation.”

“There's nothing to explain. I'm not just hanging out with him today. I'll keep him company tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after that. I'll probably be gone for around one week,” she replied.

Armand's grip tightened around her arm. “Who do you take me for?”