Chapter 491-500

Chapter 491 Am I Interrupting Genevieve turned her head to look at the man lying in the hospital bed as her heart melted. She then curled her red lips and merrily said to Cooper, “I’m fine. If Mrs. Wasco didn’t kidnap me and taken advantage of the situation, Mando wouldn’t have been hurt. Tell Mr. Wasco to transfer the shares to Mando, and we won’t hold Mrs. Wasco accountable for this.” Armand frowned and said “Ms. Rachford, please don’t misunderstand the situation. I went there because I am related to Cooper-I didn’t go there to rescue you.” When Cooper heard that, he turned speechless. “Yes, yes, I know.” Genevieve was amused by the man’s obvious cover-up. “Thank you, Mando!” Armand remained expressionless as he ignored her. As Jan’s company was collaborating with Landon, and Landon was Central Group’s major shareholder, it was likely that Armand would meet trouble if he were to take Resonance Corporation’s shares. After discussing with Cooper, they came to a conclusion to have Cooper get Resonance Corporation’s shares. Once that matter was settled, Cooper left. In the meantime, Genevieve remained at the hospital to take care of Armand. Afraid that Armand would be bored, Genevieve insisted on reading finance news to him.

She even fed him all his meals. Three days later, Timothy transferred Armand to the premium ward of General Hospital. Since Armand exercised frequently, and it was not his first time getting a gunshot wound, he could already get down from the bed a few days after transferring to General Hospital. However, he still could not lift heavy objects with his left hand. Genevieve then forbade Armand from even leaving the ward by stating that Timothy said he was still in poor health and needed more rest. Moreover, she even took away Armand’s phone and let the vice president of the company handle all the work matters. Then, she told Steven not to disturb him. Her actions made the executive members of Central Group anxious, for they wondered if something had happened to the CEO again. Other than helping Armand do physiotherapy, Genevieve even bought a set of chess. Whenever she was free, she would play chess with Armand. After looking at the chessboard, Genevieve gleefully defeated one of his knights. Armand’s eyes were fixed on the board, and he had no expressions on his face. Meanwhile, Genevieve was resting her head in her hands as she smiled at Armand.

“Mando, let’s make another bet. If I win, I’ll move to Swallow Garden to take care of you once you’re discharged from the hospital. How about that?” “If you lose, you have to leave the ward and don’t come and find me in the hospital anymore,” Armand uttered. Genevieve frowned. “I won’t lose!” She had been playing over thirty rounds of chess with Armand, and she had gone over the rounds in her mind multiple times to avoid making mistakes. Moreover, every move Genevieve made had been cautious for that round. Armand chuckled. “Is that so?” At the man’s confident demeanor, Genevieve felt her heart lurch. When she lowered her head to look at the board, it was then she realized she had made a mistake. Even though she had taken his knight, she had exposed her king. Right as the man was about to make his move, Genevieve grabbed his wrist and dryly laughed.

“Mando, think about this again. Don’t be in such a rush to make your move.” “Let go of me.” “We’ve been playing so many rounds these few days. Why can’t you let me win once?” Genevieve fluttered her lashes as tears welled up in her eyes. “Don’t you feel bad bullying a woman?” Armand was at a loss for words at that. Right then, someone knocked on the door. Timothy, who was in a doctor’s coat, entered with two food jars. When Timothy saw the two sitting by the windowsill, he shook his head and could not help but roast, “You sure know how to enjoy your time by playing chess every day in the ward. You even asked me to deliver food to you. I’m a doctor but I’m getting ordered around as if I’m your servant.” Then, when he got closer to them, he realized Genevieve was half-standing and grabbing Armand’s hand. Timothy paused. A beat later, he asked, “Am I interrupting?”

Chapter 492 I Will Win This Round Armand retracted his hand forcibly before turning to Timothy. “I think my arm’s fine, so can I discharge from the hospital today?” While the man was talking to Timothy, Genevieve’s hands glided across the board. Timothy put the food jars on the table at the side before shrugging. “If you really don’t want to stay in the hospital, you can go back after eating. It’s not as if I want to deliver food to you every day.” Furthermore, Timothy had been going to the hospital much more frequently after Armand was admitted. As a result, he did not have time to spend with his wife. “Help me settle the discharge procedures then. I’ll be going to the office after this meal,” Armand said to him.

“All right, that’s enough,” Genevieve interrupted. She then urged, “Mando, it’s your turn now. Once we’re done with this round, we’ll eat.” “Enjoy your game. I’m not going to disturb you further.” Timothy waved and left. When Armand’s gaze returned to the board, a hint of confusion flashed past his eyes. Nevertheless, he soon made his next move. Genevieve forced the excitement in her chest down by clearing her throat. She then continued to make her next move solemnly. As she wished, she won the round. “Haha! I told you so. I told you I was going to win the round.” Genevieve raised her brows at the man, beaming. “Yes. You’re impressive, Ms. Rachford,” said the man sincerely. Genevieve nodded at the compliment before standing up to open the food jars and taking out the food. The two of them then sat down and had lunch together. After lunch, Genevieve kept away the food jars and left the ward first. Armand thought that she had gone back, so he did not pay attention to it. At half-past one in the afternoon, Steven came, and Armand left the hospital with him. A lot of work had accumulated over the days, so he had to head to the office to deal with them. When Armand led Steven out of the inpatient department, he noticed a black Rolls-Royce Phantom by the entrance. The car figure was sleek, and the car looked humble but pleasant.

Genevieve was in a white shirt and a pair of jeans, and Armand could see how thin her waist was. At that moment, she was lazily leaning against the side of the car. Her very presence made the expensive car behind her seem dull. When she saw Armand walking out of the inpatient department, she raised the car keys in her hand and shook them. Then, with a smile, she said, “Mando, didn’t I crash your car the othe time? Here’s a new one for you.” “It’s fine,” Armand muttered indifferently. “The car has already been fixed, and you’ve already paid for that.” “Even if it’s fixed, it’s still risky to drive it. I have to get you a new one,” Genevieve somberly said before turning around to open the front passenger seat for him. “I’m not a driver to everyone. Sit in the front seat, and I’ll send you to the office.” Armand’s brows creased in response. When Steven realized that the man continued to stay rooted to his spot, he blurted out, “I heard the car make sounds when I drove it over too. I’m not sure what’s wrong with it. Moreover, it’s been quite a while since we’ve used the car, so it’s about time to change it.” Armand was silent for a moment after that. Then, he uttered in a low voice, “Go and deal with the car. I’ll take this car to the office.” With that, he walked over to the Rolls-Royce Phantom and entered it. It was only when Steven was midway to the open-air parking lot did he realize something seemed amiss. It felt as if Armand was waiting for him to speak and give him an excuse to get into Genevieve’s car. At that thought, Steven turn around, only to see Genevieve closing the door to the front passenger seat and getting into the driver’s seat. Am I overthinking this? Meanwhile, when Genevieve realized that the man had not buckled his seat belt, she leaned over to do it for him. She deliberately leaned closer than necessary to discreetly hug him. Armand noticed her action, and in the next second, he pushed her away. “I’ll do it myself.” However, Genevieve was already done buckling his seat belt for him. She was not in a rush to head back. Instead, she lifted her head to look at Armand. “Back then at the parking lot, you said I can’t afford to give you what you want, but even until now, you haven’t told me what you wanted.”