Chapter 162
Genevieve held back the urge to throw the phone to Armand’s face as she typed: You forced me! It’s
up to you whether you want to eat the medicine or not. You’re the one who has gastric pain! Putting the
medicine on the bedside table, she took her nightgown and went to the bathroom to take a bath. After
her bath, Genevieve blew dry her hair in the bathroom, assuming Armand had already taken the
medicine. However, when she came out of the bathroom and nced at the bedside table, she noticed
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the medicine was still there. Not even one was missing. Meanwhile, Armand leaned against the other
side of the bed, holding the finance book that she took with her when she went on business trips. Argh!
This man! Taking a deep breath, she took two pills from the box and walked past the end of the bed,
heading in Armand’s direction. Biting the medicine in her mouth, Genevieve bent over and kissed
Armand. Letting out a soft chuckle, Armand threw the book away and wrapped an arm around the
woman’s waist, pulling her toward him from the bedside. Then, he put the other hand on the back of
her head and tightened his hold around her. Genevieve did not close her eyes, so she saw Armand’s
eyes right in front of her face. His gaze did not look passionate, but it was as deep as an endless hole
and seemed to have some kind of emotion. Widening her eyes, Genevieve stared at Armand. She
opened her mouth slightly, letting Armand do whatever he wanted. The small pill had shattered into
powder in her mouth with their kisses. Genevieve tasted a faint sweetness, and she could even hear a
soft gulping sound because the bedroom was quiet. The sound was a tad too lustful to hear, and a
touch of light pink spread from her cheeks to her ears. Genevieve ced her hands on Armand’s
chest, trying to push him away. Armand retreated and breathed close to the corner of her mouth. “Am I
not eating two pills?” Then, he picked up the small pill that fell on the bed, and he aggressively but
gently put them into Genevieve’s mouth, kissing her again. It took ten minutes for Armand to eat the
two small pills. When he finally let go of his hand, Genevieve’s legs went wobbly, and she almost fell
into his chest. Her blown-dry hair was also a mess. She vented her rage by hitting Armand with the
pillow for a while. Then, she ced the other pillows on the bed, leaving only a space for Armand to
turn his body. Genevieve typed: This side of the pillows is my territory. I will kill you if you dare to cross
the border. Armand looked at Genevieve’s slightly swollen lips for two seconds before releasing a
chuckle. “Well, everything will be fine if you don’te to my side after you fell asleep.” Genevieve
shot him a re and replied: If I really do that, I’ll consider myself a pig! After Armand read the words
on the memo, she turned off the phone and threw it under the pillow. Then, she switched off the wall
should not have a scent, but Genevieve smelled a faint wooden scent on it. It seemed to get the scent
from Armand, and she felt calm smelling it. She was rxed and fell asleep after a short while.
Genevieve dreamed of the first time when Armand brought her to the Faulkner residence to visit
Harriet. After that, Harriet’s daughter, Samantha, came back and sat at the dining table to have a meal
with them. Samantha would raise her eyebrows when she talked with Genevieve. Soon, the scene
changed. Genevieve was having a meal in a restaurant, and there was a gentle young man sitting
opposite her. The man took off his sses and wiped them with a cloth. While talking with her, he
would look at her with a frown. The two faces were so shockingly simr. It was as if it was from a
horror movie. Frightened, Genevieve instantly jolted awake. Looking at the starry night through the
ss dome, she panted heavily. Armand was a light sleeper. The second he heard the woman’s heavy
pants, he opened his eyes and turned his head to look at her. “Genevieve?” His voice was deep. “Did
you have a nightmare?”