Chapter 1046


    Chapter 1046 Drunk


    “Since he''s useless, why do you keep him around?” asked Genevieve quizzically.


    All Genevieve got in response was Charlotte''s mysterious smile as she said, “It''s a good life. He''s


    obedient and not clingy. Out of all the boyfriends I''ve had, I''m the most satisfied with him in particr.”


    Genevieve was rendered speechless.


    Tonight, Genevieve had effectively sought justice for Charlotte as well, which left thetter in high


    spirits. Insisting on giving Genevieve a treat, Charlotte then dragged her toward No Man''s Land to


    celebrate.


    It so happened that Charlotte''s other friends were there too. Hence, she reserved a luxurious booth


    where everyone sat around, ying drinking games and having fun. Even Genevieve was forced to


    participate.


    Genevieve rarely went to bars, but she was shrewd. She knew that drinking games were a way to get


    other people drunk.


    While everyone else started flushing and slurring from the alcohol, she remained alert.


    After one round, Genevieve sat down on a sofa in the corner. When she pulled out her phone, she saw


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    that she had received a WhatsApp message.


    Armand had texted to inform her that his dinner was over and was inquiring about her whereabouts.


    Genevieve promptly sent him the bar''s location. She did not like the smell of cigarettes and booze and


    wanted to leave, so she decided to say goodbye to Charlotte.


    Charlotte offered, “I''ll take you home.”


    “There''s no need. I only had one beer.” Genevieve waved Charlotte away and reached down to grab


    her purse.


    As Genevieve walked through the lively nightclub and headed toward the exit, she caught wind of faint


    ssical music amid the bass-heavy electro musicing from the speakers. It sounded as if


    someone''s phone was ringing.


    The song was like a needle that jabbed straight into her brain. Genevieve clutched her head and bent


    over as the searing pain rendered her breathless.


    A clubber who had just entered noticed that Genevieve was bent over and shaking, so he politely


    helped her up.


    “Hey, are you all right?”


    “I''m fine. Thanks for helping me.” Genevieve massaged her sore temples, thinking it was due to the


    nightclub music being too loud. She quickly hurried out.


    When she arrived at the door and felt the cool, night breeze, she found that the pain had subsided.


    Genevieve rummaged through her bag for her phone to ask if Armand had arrived when she suddenly


    noticed a ck car slowing down near her.


    Even though the window was not rolled down, Genevieve knew who it was. Clutching her purse, she


    trotted over.


    Armand emerged from the driver''s seat. When he straightened himself, he saw Genevieve walking


    toward him. She was dressed in a slip dress dotted with abstract yellow flowers. Her pale skin was


    already fair, but it glowed under the dazzling moonlight. Her jet-ck hair hung loose, covering her


    beautiful shoulders.


    She looked wonderfully picturesque, making no effort to hide her beauty.


    Armand saw his wife every day, but he was always mesmerized by her gorgeousness.


    He walked over to open the door to the passenger seat for her.


    “Why did you drive on your own?” asked Genevieve. “It''s illegal to drink and drive.”


    “We were talking shop all night. I did not drink at all.” After she had entered the car, Armand tilted her


    face toward him and kissed her gently on her lips.


    He then fastened her seatbelt and said in a low voice, “But I think I''m a little drunk on your looks after


    seeing you.”


    “Quit being a tease.” Genevieve gently pushed his face away. “I don''t want to be photographed by


    anyone.”


    Armand smiled and moved back to close the door.


    When they arrived at Regality Gardens, Armand set the table. After fiddling with cemats and cutlery,


    he entered the kitchen again to bring out the food.


    Armand then exited the kitchen holding a bowl of sd and a roast chicken. The smell permeated the


    air, filling the dining room with a pleasant aroma.


    Genevieve eyed the chicken as her mouth watered but insistently said, “I mentioned wanting to lose


    weight by eating less at night. I''ve been good for three days so far. Can you cut me half an apple


    instead?”


    “Apples have quite a bit of sugar in them. Why not have some chicken?” Armand had begun to te


    the food when he said, “Chicken is high in protein. Eating a bit more of this isn''t going to make you fat.”


    “All right.” Genevieve eventually caved in and replied, “Since I won''t get fat from this, I''ll have some.”