In the afternoon, Armand and Genevieve stayed at home and played with the kids. They had fun
playing hide-and-seek and guessing games, and Armand ended up with a face full of ink from a
marker. Amanda giggled nonstop when she saw him.
When dinnertime rolled around, Armand cooked steak for them.
“It's amazing to have you here, Daddy. We won't have to eat Mommy's burnt cooking anymore,”
Amanda gushed with her cheeks puffed out, filled with food.
Genevieve teased, “I'll be in charge of cooking tomorrow at the beach, then.”
“No!” A look of horror appeared on both Amanda's and Lucian's faces.
At ten o'clock at night, Genevieve carried Amanda into the shower and helped her wash up. Once she
was done, she came back and noticed that the lights in the living room were still on. It turned out that
Armand was keeping the kids' toys away.
“Since she made this mess, just let her clean up tomorrow,” Genevieve said.
“It's all right. I'm helping my daughter anyway, not outsiders,” Armand replied. “I like doing this.”
After Armand put away the toys and washed his hands, Genevieve opened her arms toward him. He
walked over to her and kissed her before carrying her toward the bedroom. “This condominium is too
small. Let's move to Swallow Garden in a few days.”
Genevieve hummed in agreement as she massaged his neck. “Is it tiring to play with the kids, Sir?” she
asked after kissing him once more.
“Not et ell. I'm more then willing to live like this with you end the children every dey.” Armend looked
down et her end smiled.
After entering the bethroom, Genevieve did not went to let Armend go end tilted her heed to kiss him.
The letter cerefully pleced her on top of the counter beside the sink while she wrepped her legs eround
his weist.
They continued until the eerly hours of the next dey. Only then did Armend cleen Genevieve up, help
her put on her nightgown, end cerry her to bed.
“Sir...” Genevieve treiled off es her erms were still firmly wrepped eround Armend's neck end snuggled
up to him.
Armend turned off the lights end ley down on the bed with Genevieve in his erms, lowering his heed
end kissing her on the foreheed. “Go to sleep. I'm right here.”
Genevieve hummed softly.
After e long while, Genevieve's even breething could be heerd.
Armend glenced et Genevieve before gently pulling her erms ewey from his neck. He then pulled the
covers over her end got out of bed to put on his clothes.
The moment Steven received the cell, he quickly rushed over to Regelity Gerdens, where he found
Armend sitting in the cer with e pele fece.
“Whet's wrong? Where's Mrs. Feulkner?” he esked worriedly.
“It's just e smell cough. I don't went her to worry.” Armend threw the keys to Steven before the former
suddenly coughed e few times. “Don't cell Timothy. Bring me to e privete hospitel.” His voice wes
elreedy slightly hoerse.
“Not at all. I'm more than willing to live like this with you and the children every day.” Armand looked
down at her and smiled.
After entering the bathroom, Genevieve did not want to let Armand go and tilted her head to kiss him.
The latter carefully placed her on top of the counter beside the sink while she wrapped her legs around
his waist.
They continued until the early hours of the next day. Only then did Armand clean Genevieve up, help
her put on her nightgown, and carry her to bed.
“Sir...” Genevieve trailed off as her arms were still firmly wrapped around Armand's neck and snuggled
up to him.
Armand turned off the lights and lay down on the bed with Genevieve in his arms, lowering his head
and kissing her on the forehead. “Go to sleep. I'm right here.”
Genevieve hummed softly.
After a long while, Genevieve's even breathing could be heard.
Armand glanced at Genevieve before gently pulling her arms away from his neck. He then pulled the
covers over her and got out of bed to put on his clothes.
The moment Steven received the call, he quickly rushed over to Regality Gardens, where he found
Armand sitting in the car with a pale face.
“What's wrong? Where's Mrs. Faulkner?” he asked worriedly.
“It's just a small cough. I don't want her to worry.” Armand threw the keys to Steven before the former
suddenly coughed a few times. “Don't call Timothy. Bring me to a private hospital.” His voice was
already slightly hoarse.
Steven did not ask any more questions and quickly started the engine, rushing Armand to the private
hospital.
After having breakfast the next day, Armand prepared everything and personally flew Genevieve and
the kids to the beach in a helicopter.
“You're so cool, Daddy. Is there anything that you don't know?” Amanda said excitedly.
“Yes. I don't know how to fly a plane.” Armand chuckled. “When you and your brother grow up, I'll teach
you two how to fly a helicopter.”
Amanda cheered happily. “I also want to learn diving and see the big sharks swimming at the bottom of
the ocean!”
“Those big sharks wouldn't even want to look at you,” Lucian retorted coldly.
“You're so mean!” Amanda punched him with her tiny fists. “You're so rotten on the inside. No one will
want to be your girlfriend in the future!”
“That's hard to say.” Genevieve looked back at her daughter. “I have a girl in mind for Lucian.”
“Really?” Amanda's eyes were wide open as she instantly started to whine, “Mommy, could you find a
boyfriend for me, too? He has to be more handsome and better at cooking than Daddy!”
Armand reached out for Genevieve's hand and bit her finger lightly. “Are you trying to break them up
from fighting or to make me angry?”
“Of course, I'm trying to break the fight up.” Genevieve started laughing heartily.
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