Her Only Audience
Many years ago, as Genevieve switched on the air conditioner too strongly at night when she slept, she
had severe tonsil inflammation. Hence, she could not speak, and she had just started learning to play
the violin back then.
Her parents were very busy during that period, so she was bored in the hospital, resulting in her asking
the housekeeper to bring her a violin over.
Her father had arranged for her to stay in the VIP ward with a balcony at General Hospital. Many
patients were unable to afford it due to the high cost.
Thus, she was also not worried that her violin practice would disrupt others. She practiced the same
piece every day.
After that, a boy older than her appeared on the balcony next to her.
He was tall and exuded an elegant aura. His eyes seemed to be injured as they were wrapped in thick
gauze.
Standing by the railings, it was as if he was listening to her practicing the violin.
Genevieve had only recently learned to play the violin. The older boy who came out every morning she
practiced the violin could be considered her first audience. Because of that, she would be motivated to
practice hard every day.
However, after practicing for a long time, sometimes she would feel frustrated.
Once she got frustrated, the violin’s sound would be unpleasant, and she would have the urge to
smash the violin.
However, the older boy next to her ward did not think that it sounded ear-piercing. Instead, he would
say, “You’re playing well. If you’re feeling frustrated, practice again tomorrow.”
Kids liked being praised, including Genevieve.
With his consolation, she gathered her confidence to continue practicing the violin.
However, due to her tonsil inflammation, she could not talk, but she wanted to thank him. Hence, every
time she had snacks, she would throw him a packet.
Not long after that, her father felt bad that no one was taking care of her in the hospital. With the
doctor’s approval, she was discharged.
Genevieve left with her father from the hospital in a hurry. She had no chance to bid goodbye to the
boy. However, she always kept in mind his words of encouragement.
She had rarely played the violin since then and had gradually forgotten her hospitalization when she
was younger.
Until today, she only realized that her only audience and the person who had comforted her was
Armand.
What kind of weird fate is this?
Seeing Genevieve suddenly turning over and sitting on top of him, Armand moved the strands of hair
that fell on his face aside.
His voice was hoarse. “Genevieve, are you doing this on purpose?”
Shaking her head, the woman showed him the text on her phone: Were you eighteen years old
fourteen years ago?
“Yes.”
Genevieve had always felt Armand looked young, so it would not be weird for him to be eight or nine
years older than her.
However, when she thought back to fourteen years ago, when he was eighteen, while she was only
nine, she felt he was much older than her.
Genevieve could not stop herself from smiling. Suddenly, she tossed her phone aside and cupped
Armand’s cheeks with both hands. Then, she lowered her head and kissed him.
As they had kissed many times, she was not as inexperienced as before. Occasionally, she would bite
his lips, stick out her tongue, and kiss him skillfully.
She gently kissed him from his lips to his chin, Adam’s apple, collarbone, and the Genevieve Orsi on
his chest.
Armand gripped Genevieve’s arms slightly tightly as he turned over and pinned her beneath him. There
was turbulence of emotions in his eyes. “Are you not planning to go back to Jadeborough tomorrow?”
Shaking her head, Genevieve wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again.
She was even more passionate than before, like a clingy mermaid. Initially, Armand wanted to let her
off, but he could not control himself in the end. After all, he had been desiring her.
He made hickeys all over her soft skin. Her body looked as if someone had tortured her.
After washing up, Armand carried Genevieve, who was already sleeping, out of the bathroom. He
checked the time and noted it was already half-past six in the morning.
He texted Steven to cancel the flight ticket and to reconfirm the return time with him
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