As Armand lifted Genevieve’s dense hair, the woman’s slender neck caught his attention.
He looked at her fair skin, his ice-cold eyes brimming with burning desire. Hanging his head low, Armand gave her neck a passionate peck.
Genevieve was perturbed by his behavior. She could not even concentrate on fixing the violin’s strings. Grabbing her phone over, she painstakingly unlocked it and typed something on it: Can you let me finish changing the strings? Also, I just cooked dinner, so I reek of oil.
“I don’t mind.” Armand’s voice was slightly hoarse. Sidling up to her, he went for her lips and gave her a deep kiss.
Armand exerted some strength to carry Genevieve up on his lap. His hands swept across her dress on her back.
The next moment, her dress fell to her waist.
Prior to that, Genevieve had intentionally adjusted the brightness of the lights in the living room to the maximum because she wanted to handle the violin’s strings. As the light shone on her, it appeared as though her skin was brighter than the light itself. A dragon tattoo was seen on the lower left side of her waist.
The dragon was black in color with its sharp claws soaring high up, reaching exactly the bottom part of her chest where her heart was at.
It was as if the dragon was trying to pierce into her heart.
Armand lowered his head and stared at that tattoo. Running his finger slowly across the dragon’s body, he lifted his head and looked at Genevieve with his darkened eyes.
His Adam’s apple bobbed. “You told me you were going to visit the spa that day. Did you actually go to get a tattoo instead?”
Genevieve nodded. She remembered lying down at the tattoo shop and screaming in pain that afternoon. She even landed hard kicks on the tattoo artist multiple times. Thinking back, she could still feel the pain on her skin.
It really hurt like hell!
Never would she ever want to experience that sort of pain again for the rest of her life.
Genevieve picked up her phone and typed: Since you’ve put on a tattoo to my liking, I thought I should reciprocate the gesture and get one resembling your favorite mythical creature.
In actuality, Armand’s tattoo was a mere flower about the size of a fingernail. One could not even notice it from afar. On the other hand, Genevieve had disregarded her tender skin and her fear of pain to get a tattoo that covered such a wide area.
There was even an abbreviation of Armand’s name beside the dragon tattoo.
Armand’s gaze became all the more somber. A wave of unknown emotion rose within his heart.
Alas, he could not rein back that emotion.
He grabbed Genevieve’s waist and pressed her body against his. A series of aggressive yet gentle kisses landed on her cheeks, the corner of her lips, and in the end, the entirety of her mouth.
He could not help but indulge himself in the heat of the moment with her.
The next morning, Genevieve walked out the door with Armand. Steven drove the latter to the office while Genevieve drove herself to the General Hospital.
Coincidentally, it was Timothy’s off day, so he merely stayed in his office. He rested his legs on another chair beside him with his hair tied up in a ponytail, appearing as lazy as a pig.
When Genevieve arrived, Timothy leisurely kept away his phone and brought her to see the ENT specialist.
“Hey, Genev. Are you very happy?” Timothy tilted his head to peek at Genevieve, only to find her faint smile reaching her eyes.
He had met Genevieve twice in the past. Even though she had also been wearing a smile back then, her face was always inundated with bitterness and confusion. It was like she could not find meaning in her life. However, at that moment, her smile was ever so bright and cheerful.
Anyone would know she was happy at first glance.
Genevieve shot a gaze back at him while typing on the phone: Work is going smooth for me, and my hubby also dotes on me. Of course, I couldn’t be happier!
Her husband dotes on her, huh?
Timothy somehow understood where Genevieve’s happiness stemmed from.
Most likely, it was because Armand had stayed by her side all this while.
Timothy snuck another peek at Genevieve.
Maybe she has been overprotected, so she does not understand the cruelty of life. Then again, maybe I should praise that guy for having a way to make her fall head over heels for him in such a short span of time. She already behaved like a half-dead person because of Cooper. If she finds out about the truth later, I wonder if she could still stay sane?
Genevieve caught sight of Timothy’s odd stare. She could not help but ask him with her phone: Dr. Jensen, is there something you want to tell me?
“Oh, it’s nothing. I just feel that you’ve changed a lot.” Timothy stuck his hands in the pockets of his white coat and uttered casually, “Seeing you this happy, I’m happy for you, too.”
Deep down, he was displeased with Armand’s approach. Even so, he had no choice but to tolerate it, for it was not his place to comment.
