My Flirtacious Husband

Not only did Armand lend Steven a helping hand in the man’s hour of need, but he also taught Steven

a great many things.

If it were not for Armand, Steven would have stopped pursuing his studies in elementary school.

Fortunately, he ended up graduating with a doctorate and got promoted from being a mere driver to the

head of the secretarial department in Central Group. From then on, he no longer needed to worry about

not having enough money.

Because of that, Steven was determined to repay the kindness.

He picked Patrick up from the trash and nurtured the latter into a fine young man. Even though he

knew Patrick was incredibly capable and would do well anywhere, Steven still kept him by his side so

that they could help Armand.

Initially, Steven planned on letting Patrick have his freedom after two more years. The latter could then

do whatever he wanted to and marry whoever he liked.

However, he never expected that Patrick would fall for Genevieve.

Since Steven never told Genevieve about his past, she thought he was loyal to Armand because the

two men grew up together. She did not expect Steven to have such a terrible childhood.

If it were not for Armand’s act of kindness, Steven probably would not have had the means to help

Patrick.

Genevieve’s eyes immediately teared up after listening to Steven’s story, but she was unsure what to

say.

Hence, Genevieve simply watched in silence as Steven positioned the urn under the guidance of a staff

member. Then, the man walked over to Genevieve’s side, and together, they bowed their heads

respectfully at the tombstone.

Genevieve waited until Steven placed his bouquet before setting her white daisies and the two boxes of

cream puffs before the tombstone.

When the woman looked at Patrick’s photo, her eyes could not help but grow wet once again.

Genevieve had thought her grandmother would be the last loved one she had to part with, but she was

wrong.

“Thank you, Patrick,” uttered Genevieve under her breath.

When the funeral was over, Genevieve and Steven left the cemetery and walked to the parking lot.

Taking another small urn out of his car, Steven gave it to Genevieve. “This is the other half of Patrick’s

ashes; I’m handing it to you now. I know Patrick was good at slipping under the radar. Back then, I

wanted to let you two escape, but…”

In response, Genevieve smiled bitterly. “If Marilyn’s people hadn’t recognized the ring, we would’ve

gotten away. I ruined Patrick’s plan.” I should’ve tried a few more jewelry stores to see if they could

help me get the ring off.

Steven stared at Genevieve in silence until he could no longer hold it in. “Mrs. Faulkner, Mr. Faulkner

doesn’t think of you as a tool. Please understand that there are just a lot of things that he can’t talk

about.”

“It doesn’t matter to me. They’re none of my business,” responded Genevieve with a small smile.

No matter what Armand wanted to do or what he was hiding from her, the possibility of them having a

relationship was destroyed the moment Patrick died and when she lost her children.

After watching Genevieve enter her car with the urn, Steven sighed before turning to get into his.

Genevieve intended to go back to work the day after attending Patrick’s funeral. However, she slipped

in the shower that evening and injured herself.

The housekeeper was shocked and thought Genevieve should go to the hospital. She even tried to call

Armand but was stopped by the injured woman.

Instead, Genevieve had Steven help her take two days off to recover at home.

After storming out of the house the other night, Armand did not return to Regality Gardens again nor

send Genevieve a single message. However, Genevieve did not mind that one bit.

With nothing to do, Genevieve decided to log into her long-abandoned Twitter account and was blown

away by the number of direct messages she had received on the platform.

Countless netizens, reporters, and music aficionados wrote to question who her song was intended for,

to praise her, to ask if she had thought about furthering her studies in music, or to ask if they could buy

the rights to her song.

Genevieve noticed that her work had been shared more than ten million times and had received at

least a million comments.

Even as she was going through her account, many were still actively discussing who her song was

intended for.

One commenter wrote: I saw a woman beside Mr. Faulkner of Central Group in a jewelry store in

Springwyn, and she looked a lot like Genevieve. Since she went to the Faulkner residence, does that

mean she’s married to Armand?

When Genevieve skimmed through the comments and came across the confession she had posted

online previously, she felt a stinging pain in her heart.

She instinctively wanted to delete the post, but she knew doing that would only prove to herself that

she still loved Armand.

After all, if she truly did not have any feelings left for the man, she could have just left it alone.

Instead of deleting the post, Genevieve ended up sharing it and adding a few words. Then, she turned

her phone off and tossed it aside.

A few minutes later, the entire cyber world was in an uproar.