My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 1308 Which Side Do You Usually Prefer?

Genevieve and Leila were chatting while eating in a private room. Genevieve saw the gowns Leila had made for

others on her phone, and each one was a stunning masterpiece.

There was an embroidered gown that she seemed to have seen someone wearing before, but she couldn't

remember who it was at the moment.

Genevieve also wanted Leila to help her make two gowns, so after dinner, she followed her back to the tailor shop.

When Genevieve returned to Swallow Garden, Armand had also picked up the two children from Timothy.

Genevieve led Armand upstairs to the bedroom and had him stand straight by the window. She then took out a

measuring tape from her bag and, following the instructions written on a piece of paper, measured each of his

body parts one by one.

Armand was tall, so in order to measure his collar size, Genevieve asked him to bend down.

Watching Genevieve busily working, Armand asked in surprise, “Aren't you knitting a scarf? Why do you need to

measure all these things for that?”

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Genevieve wrote down his neck data on paper and said without looking up, “All you need to do is be a handyman.”

Glancing at the paper in Genevieve's hand, Armand roughly understood that she wanted to make clothes for him

and couldn't help but smile silently.

She put so much effort into it that even if the clothes didn't turn out to be good-looking, he would wear them every

day in the future.

Armand spread his arms wide, making it easier for her to measure his arm length. “Darling, are you not angry?”

Genevieve looked at the man with a puzzled expression. After about ten seconds, she finally understood what

Armand was saying and asked in response, “Did you sleep with her?”

Armand said helplessly, “No.”

“So, you like her, and you've had an emotional affair?”

“No.”

“What do I have to be angry about?” Genevieve wrote on the paper with a pen, casually saying, “Your father can

marry three wives, so I don't find it strange that you know many women. Besides, we're an old married couple,

don't I trust you?”

Armand was worried that Scarlette had been too provocative earlier, causing Genevieve to overthink, but she didn't

seem to care about it at all.

He had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Genevieve say, “Even if you two have something going on, I'm

not afraid. My family is so rich that I can still live a carefree life without you, and I can even find someone younger.”

“Alright,” Armand interrupted Genevieve before she could say anything more, otherwise, he would be fuming with

anger.

Genevieve watched the man's reaction and teased with a smile, “Didn't you ask me first? If you really like it, I can

make it happen for you. I'm not a stingy person.”

Armand clenched his jaw and simply stopped responding to her words.

Genevieve crouched down to help the man measure his pant length, pulling the measuring tape down from his

waist.

Armand had a well-proportioned body, with broad shoulders and narrow hips. His long, slender legs were perfectly

straight, making him look like a lethal weapon.

As Genevieve crouched down close to the man, she couldn't help but see everything when she looked up.

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She suddenly remembered some conversations she had with Charlotte's sisters about men, and decided to tease

Armand a bit.

“Mando.”

“Hmm?” Armand lowered his gaze to look at her.

Genevieve pulled the other end of the measuring tape to the ground, looked down at the numbers, and asked,

“Which side do you usually prefer?”

Armand said, “How did you suddenly come up with this question?”

“I'm curious,” Genevieve glanced at the space between his legs and raised an eyebrow, “I've heard that sitting with

crossed legs can be uncomfortable for you guys. Is that true?”

“Um.”

Genevieve asked again, “If you wear tight pants, can you tell which side it's placed on?”

“Do you really want to know?”

Armand lifted her hand and placed it on the belt, causing Genevieve to lean forward and almost bump into the

man's leg. “Why don't you see for yourself?”

Genevieve originally wanted to tease the man and see his amusing facial expressions, but she didn't expect to be

flirted with instead.

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