My Flirtacious Husband

Chapter 83 In What Position Are You Speaking

After regaining her freedom, Genevieve leaned against the wall and took a few breaths. She felt like

someone had hammered her head as a black fuzz started edging into the edge of her consciousness.

She recalled that she also smelled the scent Patrick was talking about just now.

Genevieve pulled up the coat that had slipped to her elbow and brought it up to her shoulders.

She looked up and was about to say something but swallowed up her words when she saw the sullen

expression worn by the man standing in front of her. The man was wearing a dark gray suit, his eyes

glinting with a cold gleam under his glasses.

Why is Cooper here?

Soon, Genevieve smelled the blood. She lowered her head to find Patrick lying unconscious on the

ground. Her face changed in an instant.

Cooper must have struck hard to immobilize Patrick.

Flustered, Genevieve forgot that her phone had been snatched by Patrick when she called Cooper just

now. She rummaged in the pocket trying to find her phone but to no avail. Instead, she inadvertently felt

a small hard object in her pocket.

Just as she was about to dig the object out of her pocket, Cooper, who had been standing still,

suddenly took a step toward her and grabbed her wrist.

Genevieve was caught off guard. She was jostled toward the guest room across the corridor in which

the door was left ajar.

Then, the door was slammed shut.

Ten seconds after the two entered the guest room, a man with a black cap slowly walked out from the

corner of the corridor. He looked like he was in his forties.

The man glanced at the guest room, then turned to Patrick who was on the ground. He took out his

mobile phone and made a call.

“The plan has failed.”

The man listened quietly to the person on the other end of the phone and then replied respectfully,

“Understood.”

The man hung up the phone and disappeared into the corner of the corridor again.

After entering the room, Cooper pressed Genevieve’s hands tightly against the wall, leaned over, and

stared at her gloomily. “Genevieve, did you marry Armand?”

Ever since the day when he saw Armand carrying Genevieve into the car at the Civil Hall, he had been

feeling suspicious and had sent his men out to investigate the matter.

That afternoon, he bumped into the gossip from a worker of Central Group that Genevieve had gotten

married again. He speculated that she was married to Armand.

It turned out that Genevieve was more than a female companion to Armand.

Genevieve almost got violated just now, and she still hadn’t gotten over the shock yet. Before she could

recompose herself, Cooper dragged her into the room and pressed her against the wall.

The man gripped her hands so hard that her wrists were trembling. “Cooper, let go of me!”

Panting lightly, she suddenly smelled the faint inexplicable scent again. Her mind became heavier, and

her struggle got weaker.

Genevieve bit the tip of her tongue to clear up the fog in her mind. “It’s none of your business whom I’m

married to!”

Hearing that, Cooper’s face suddenly darkened as a huge wave of anger overflowed in his heart.

Cooper leaned over and closed the distance between him and Genevieve. His voice was icy cold. “So,

do you admit that you are married to Armand?”

“Cooper, let go of me!” Genevieve did not answer his question. Instead, she raised her head and met

his eyes. “If not, I’ll call the police!”

Her hair was ragged, and her face was still pale from the shock just now, but Genevieve still looked as

beautiful as ever. However, those iridescent eyes were now filled with coldness when she looked at

him.

Cooper looked at her beautiful but ruthless eyes and suddenly felt inexplicably upset.

Since young, Genevieve had been infatuated with him. A casual gift of a rose from him would make her

eyes sparkle with stars, and she would eagerly show off the gift to the whole world.

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Yet, the gleam had vanished from her eyes in the present.

Perhaps it was due to the poor air circulation in the room, Cooper was not only feeling frustrated, but

he was also feeling a little warm.

He raised his hand, loosened his tie, and slightly adjusted his breath. “Armand is very powerful in

Jadeborough. I know what you had in mind when you married him. Genevieve, you have to divorce

him!”

The last sentence almost sounded like a domineering order.

Genevieve suddenly sobered up a little after hearing Cooper’s condescending words. She smiled.

“Cooper, in what position you’re speaking to me?”

She paused before continuing, her eyes filled with mockery. “As a murderer?”

“Genevieve, don’t overestimate your intelligence after a few years of study!” Cooper leaned forward,

and his breath fell on Genevieve’s cheek. “Armand is indeed very powerful in Jadeborough, but don’t

you forget he is also one of the Faulkners from Xedells. Born into such a family, surely he has met all

kinds of women. Do you really think he will fall in love with you?”

He never used to mind it.

However, when he learned that Genevieve was married and the man’s hand had most probably

touched every inch of her body, he suddenly felt suffocatingly unsettled.

This woman should have come to me for help when she was in dire straits last time. How dare she go

and beg another man?