My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand) novel Chapter 282

Johanna studied fashion design at Loang and had a mastery of the subject. It only took her one glance at the racks to be able to pick out the most suitable outfit for Genevieve.

What was even more mind-blowing was how she could turn an unsightly piece of clothing into a stunning one, and that had left the staff gaped in wonderment and shock.

Genevieve burst into laughter listening to Johanna share stories about the weird people she had met in the design institute. The latter also grumbled about those she had come across during a social event she attended.

As the two got increasingly engrossed in the conversation, Genevieve felt the frustrations pent up in her fade.

After getting their hands full of items and headed for an afternoon break, Steven also made his way over.

Upon learning that Steven was there to collect Johanna’s belongings, the club manager handed them over without hesitation.

The few of them then took the flight at six in the evening and headed back to Jadeborough.

Upon arrival at about eight, the car sent Johanna to Langfield Hotel.

Before she got off the car, she solemnly shoved a slip of paper into Genevieve’s hand. “Genev, hold on to this IOU. I’ll pay you back immediately after I earn the money. Call me if there’s anything. My phone is switched on 24/7!”

Genevieve did not know how to react in that situation and could only keep the IOU. “There’s no need in rushing to pay me back. The important thing is to take care of yourself first. Why don’t I transfer you more money?”

“No, no.” Johanna waved a dismissive hand.

“There’s still a few hundred thousand in the card my mom gave me; so, it’s enough to last me for a while. Genev, you have to keep thinking of me. Bye!”

“Bye.”

Only after watching Johanna swaggered into the hotel did Genevieve retract her gazes and let out a light chuckle. “Steven, we’ll go to the hospital.”

“All right.” Steven took a glance at Genevieve through the rearview mirror.

Just as she arrived at the inpatient department, she coincidentally saw Timothy walking out of the ward.

He had his phone in one hand, seemingly in the middle of texting someone.

“Dr. Jensen.”