Chapter 183


    Genevieve took out the sheet music sheposed yesterday afternoon and tried ying it with the


    violin.


    She could imagine how the music was in her head whileposing the piece but was unable to listen


    to it directly. At that moment, as she yed, the upbeat tune produced by the luxurious violin sounded


    like a feast for the ears.


    Genevieve had attempted to write a few songs since she learned violin at a young age, but all of the


    pieces were awful.


    This time, however, perhaps because she was in a good mood or maybe she had poured her emotions


    intoposing the piece, the tune was highly remarkable. She had unknowingly immersed herself in


    that indulging experience as she listened to the piece.


    Unfortunately, only the first half of the song was great.


    The tune for the piece’s second half did not sound right to her.


    Genevieve sat cross-legged on the floor again and amended the sheet music on her notebook. Then,


    she tried ying the piece again, but all the same, she failed to find her groove.


    “Ms. Rachford, I think it sounds wonderful.” Maria brought a te of fruits to the living room.


    Taking in Genevieve’s deeply furrowed brows, Maria added, “I heard the songs you used to y in the


    Rachford residence previously. In my opinion, this piece you performed earlier was better than all the


    songs I’ve listened to in the past.”


    Despite receiving Maria’spliments, Genevieve could not deem that piece aplete song


    because she was not satisfied with the second half of the tune.


    She was determined to bring that piece to perfection.


    Maria ced a piece of apple on the fork and handed it to Genevieve. “Have some fruits and take a


    break. You can continue working on itter.”


    Genevieve nodded. She ced her violin aside and switched on her phone while eating the fruits. Only


    then did she see the message Armand sent her over an hour ago that read: Mm. This mushroom soup


    is indeed not bad.


    She smiled. Suddenly, a thought shed across her mind. She waved Maria over for thetter to sit


    next to her. After that, Genevieve opened the memo application on her phone and typed: Maria, do you


    think I used to love Cooper?


    When she held Armand to sleepst night, various thoughts surfaced within her chaotic mind.


    Genevieve knew she was in love. Still, the feelings stirred within her when she was with Cooper


    distinctions.


    Maria had experienced something simr. Even her grandchildren were already a few years old.


    Listening to Genevieve’s question, she had roughly grasped the situation.


    “Yes. You did love Cooper, but the kind of love is different from the affection you harbor toward Mr.


    Armand.” Maria thought for a few seconds before continuing, “You grew up with Cooper, and none of


    the other boys around you were more outstanding than him, so you admired and adored him. But that


    loving feeling is simr to how you feel toward your parents. You think of Cooper as your family,


    assuming he could take care of you. However, things are different in Mr. Armand’s case. You are willing


    to cook for him and like to cling to him, acting coyly around him at all times. You’ve already seen him as


    someone you can rely on. Moreover, you hold a sense of possessiveness toward Mr. Armand as you


    do not like it when other women stay by his side.”


    Genevieve came to a revtion while listening to Maria.


    She was reminded of some details she had overlooked.


    For example, when she found out Cooper had been with Erica for many years, she was only mad at


    him for a short while. More was her hatred toward him for plotting against her parents.


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    On the other hand, the sight of the picture with Armand and Marilyn together was able to invoke


    uncontroble fury within her, causing her to smash Armand’s phone.


    Maria patted Genevieve’s head. “If I am not mistaken, you are ying the violin again because you are


    nning a surprise for Mr. Armand, am I right, Ms. Rachford?”


    Thetter nodded. She leaned forward and hugged Maria. Then, she typed: I love you so much, Maria!


    I would still be caught in perplexity if not for your enlightening words. Indeed, I am nning to surprise


    him. Can you help me keep this a secret?


    Maria opened her mouth as if she was about to say something. After a split second of hesitation, she


    answered, “I believe Mr. Armand will like the surprise you n.”


    Genevieve smiled. That’s a given. This is a piece Iposed!