My Flirtacious Husband

Chapter 141

Meanwhile, Genevieve and Patrick rested at the VIP lounge for a while, and soon, the boarding time

arrived. She kept herself busy by taking out the book she brought onto the plane and reading it while

lying on the chair. While reading, she memorized the words she did not understand to ask Armand

later. As she read her book, the plane flew continuously and reached Moranta around five hours later.

When they booked their flight tickets from Moranta to Spaunia, the first-class tickets were already sold

out. Hence, Genevieve settled with two economy-class tickets. Maybe it was because the flight

duration was too long, but Genevieve lost her mood to read and fell asleep soon after making herself

comfortable in the seat. As the economy-class seats were in rows, her head was tilted to one side and

rested on Patrick’s shoulder, which was on her right. He felt a weight on his shoulder and turned to see

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Genevieve sleeping. Carefully reaching out, he pulled down the window shades. When he retracted his

hand, he spotted a few strands of hair sticking to Genevieve’s face. Patrick hesitated briefly before

using his finger to tuck those strands behind her ear. Her thick eyelashes looked similar to two

handheld fans and would flutter occasionally. Patrick’s eyes were fixed on her face for a long time.

Later, he lifted his head to look at the plane’s ceiling, and his eyes darkened. When the flight arrived at

Spaunia, it was already eleven at night. Genevieve had already informed Elijah Leigh’s assistant,

Benjamin, ahead of time, so when they went out of the airport, they met up with him immediately.

“Huh? Isn’t this Mr. Patrick Sullivan?” Upon seeing Patrick, Benjamin was surprised and asked, “You

came too?” Baykeep’s subsidiary company’s manager, Elijah, was someone who got his position with

Armand’s help. Therefore, he was very close to Armand. Benjamin had worked for Elijah for several

years. He once met Patrick at one of the main company’s anniversary events and knew the latter as

Armand’s bodyguard. However, Benjamin did not expect to see Patrick with Genevieve. “Why? Are you

afraid Mr. Leigh will have to spend more money on my meal? Should I go?” Patrick lifted his eyebrows.

Facing Benjamin, Genevieve smiled. “Perhaps you may not know this, but Patrick is good with

computers. Mr. Faulkner has high expectations for this international collaboration, so he sent Patrick to

come with me.” “Oh.” Benjamin took over Genevieve’s luggage and said, “The car is waiting by the

road. Let’s go now, Ms. Rachford.” “I’ll be in your care.” She nodded. As it was rather late in the

evening, they went to their rooms to sleep upon arriving at the hotel. The next morning, Genevieve met

with Elijah and chatted briefly. After which, Benjamin gave her the details of the project this time. On

the third day, she went with Elijah’s team to the promised meeting place to discuss the deal. It was a

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complicated project, so both sides had been at odds with each other to obtain the maximum benefit.

This situation went on for three days. Sometimes, she had to join Elijah and his team’s meeting after

reaching the hotel and having dinner. By the time she returned to her room, it was already dawn. She

felt like she had transformed into a panda with the dark circles under her eyes and eye bags due to this

arduous schedule for the past few nights. Genevieve arrived at her hotel room, feeling lethargic. After

taking a shower and putting on an eye mask, she noticed her book on the bedside table. Ever since

arriving in Bera, Genevieve had not had the time to read the book. She opened her WhatsApp and

noticed her last chat with Armand was the night before the flight. Although she knew Armand’s attitude,

which ignored everything else when busy with work, Genevieve felt disappointed. She hoped that he

would care more about her, like when they were at Regality Gardens, where he ate what she cooked

and accompanied her. She stared at his chat for a while and hesitated. Just as she was about to send

a text to him, a local number flashed on her screen. The caller was Maria, so Genevieve answered it

quickly, “Hello, Maria.” Maria greeted back, “Hi, Ms. Rachford. Didn’t you say there’s a timezone

difference? Were you sleeping?”