My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 157

Chapter 157 Coax Her A Little
When Armand put on another slipper for Genevieve, he could feel her body stiffen. He raised his head and saw Genevieve staring at him.
A few strands of hair fell in front of her face and covered her eyes.
“What is it?” As though noticing Genevieve was displeased, Armand lowered his head and glanced at the slippers on her feet. “Is it the slippers? Wear them for now. You can pick another one later.”
Genevieve could not reply with her damaged vocal cord. Wearing the slippers, she stood up from the chair and headed straight toward the elevator.
Armand put her high heels into the shoe box and held it before following Genevieve in large strides.
After entering the elevator, Genevieve pressed the button to level one and had no intention to shop anymore. Armand only snuck a glance at her calmly.
When Genevieve was shopping in the mall, she was unaware that time had passed. The sky had already darkened when they came out of the mall.

They had spent almost a day in the mall.
There was a night market beside Fullmoon Mall. The market was well-known in Springwyn because famous delicacies from all over the country could be found there.
The foot traffic at the market was greater than that in the mall once it opened at night.
Not wanting to return to the hotel, Genevieve followed the people and entered the night market in her slippers.
Once she stepped into the alley, she saw that on both sides were stalls selling various types of snacks and trinkets.
Some vendors were standing in front of their stalls, raising their voices to attract tourists. The scent of many types of snacks vaguely filled the air.
Genevieve was slightly depressed after coming out of the mall. But now that she had stepped into the night market, her spirits lifted as she smelled food.
“Come, take a look! Candied fruit! Delicious candied fruit!”
Hearing the shouts of the vendor, Genevieve hastily ran to the stall.
There were candied strawberries and many types of fruits on the glass display counter. They looked appetizing.
Swallowing a lump in her throat, Genevieve poked the glass and looked at the vendor.
“Do you want a candied fruit?” The vendor instantly understood her meaning. He was about to get one when a tall figure stood behind Genevieve.
“No, she can’t have it.”
Exasperated, Genevieve typed in the notepad of her phone: My throat doesn’t hurt anymore. It’s fine if I take small bites.
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