My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand)

Chapter 1326 Just Enjoy Liking You

With the guidance of a dessert chef by their side, the two children busily worked until 7:30, finally managing to create a decent eight-inch cake.

The table was set with a sumptuous dinner.

As soon as Armand stepped into the house, Amanda rushed over like a little cannonball, hugging him and giving him several kisses. "Daddy, happy birthday!"

"Thank you, Sweetie," Armand said with a smile, as he kissed his daughter's forehead.

Born into a large family like the Faulkners, coupled with his father's tragic marriage, Armand never dared to hope for a happy life. Yet, unexpectedly, he met Genevieve.

She gave him everything he wanted, making him incredibly happy.

Armand handed his coat to the housekeeper and, holding his daughter, entered the house. He asked her where Genevieve had gone.

Amanda said, "Mommy went upstairs to change her clothes."

As soon as Amanda finished speaking, Genevieve descended from the second floor. Her snow-white skin was completely enveloped by a traditional gown, and the high collar made her neck appear even more slender.

A strong classical charm emanated from the woman.

As it was a traditional gown, the hem of the gown had a slit on only one side, revealing her slender legs subtly swaying beneath it.

As she moved with grace and elegance, her every gesture exuded refinement. Her alluring gait swayed enchantingly as she walked, each step seemingly treading on the very tips of people's hearts, leading them to fall deeper and deeper under her spell.

Amanda exclaimed with wide eyes, "Mommy, you're so beautiful!"

Genevieve flashed a charming smile and quickly walked downstairs, arriving in front of Armand. "I prepared this especially for your birthday, Mando. Do you like it?"

Armand's Adam's apple moved as he said, "Beautiful."

If it weren't for the two kids being present, he really wanted to embrace Genevieve tightly and passionately kiss her, recklessly caressing her.

The birthday meal lasted for over an hour. After playing for a while and giving the two children some time to digest, Genevieve covered Armand's eyes while the kids placed the prepared cake on the dining table.

Amanda places a birthday crown on Armand's head and exclaims excitedly, "Daddy, make a wish quickly!"

Unable to resist the child's insistence, Armand reluctantly made a wish with his eyes closed.

His wishes were neither numerous nor burdensome; he simply hoped to accompany Genevieve in raising their two children together.

After finishing the cake, Amanda and Lucian both took out their gifts.

Over the past year, Amanda's painting skills have improved significantly. She created another abstract painting as a gift for her father. Meanwhile, Lucian used his saved pocket money to buy a pair of leather shoes for their dad.

Amanda looked at Genevieve and asked, "Mommy, where's your gift?"

"Of course, Mommy has prepared something too." Genevieve pulled out a rectangular gift box from behind her and handed it to Armand.

Armand pulled apart the ribbon, revealing a set of dark blue pajamas inside.

Amanda stretched her neck to peek into the box, "This pajama set is so pretty! Mommy, did you buy it?"

Genevieve just smiled.

Armand hung Amanda's abstract painting on the living room wall, and noticing that it was getting late, urged the two children to go upstairs to bed.

Amanda wanted to protest, saying that since it was Armand's birthday, they should party until the early hours of the morning.

Armand playfully teased her, "Little ones who stay up past ten o'clock not only get bags under their eyes, but they also lose hair due to lack of sleep. Does Amanda want to become a bald child?"

Amanda was quite vain. The thought of losing all her hair and being laughed at by her classmates made her obediently go upstairs to sleep.

Armand, content and satisfied, carried his pajamas and led Genevieve upstairs.

As soon as he entered the bedroom and closed the door, it seemed as if he could no longer contain himself. He pressed Genevieve against the door, firmly sealing her lips with his own, kissing her fiercely and passionately.

After a while, Genevieve gasped and said, "Is this traditional gown some kind of aphrodisiac? You go crazy every time."

Armand's thumb gently rubbed her lower lip, from the edge to the corner, again and again, with increasing pressure, turning her lips a charming shade of red.

His voice was hoarse, and his pupils were slightly red, "I like the way you look in a traditional gown."

"Enjoy yourself if you like it." Genevieve also enjoyed watching him become infatuated with her. Usually serious and restrained, his face was now filled with desire when he looked at her, which was incredibly enticing.

Armand gently kissed her neck, leaving behind a scorching kiss. He bent down, kneeling on one knee...