Genevieve's POV I turned.Norman stood at the entrance to the dining room with wearing shorts and a vest, his abs were already distracting me and I was forgetting the reason I was mad in the first place.The expression on his face was calm, as though our argument had never happened.He looked at the chef."You can leave us.""Yes, sir."The chef and the rest of the staff quietly disappeared into the kitchen, leaving us alone.For several seconds, neither of us spoke.Then Norman walked over until he was standing directly in front of me.Before I could say anything, he gently wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me against his chest."So..." he murmured. "You're really going to stay angry with your husband?"I tried to keep my expression stern."Norman...""Hmm?""Please, leave me alone. I'm not in the mood, I don't want to talk to you”His lips curved into a small smile."Fine."He sighed dramatically."I'm sorry."I blinked. "What?""I'm sorry for looking at your phone."His
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