Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 137

When Genevieve finished her meal, Louis returned, took the plate away, and wiped her mouth carefully with a napkin.

He seemed extremely gentle.

Genevieve’s heart quivered.

She immediately lowered her eyes and smiled as if nothing had happened.

Louis said in a gentle voice, “I’ve told Mr. Lawrence. Don’t worry. They said that when you get better, they will come and visit. You can recuperate without any concerns.”

Genevieve frowned slightly and nodded.

She no longer doubted Louis.

Louis then poured her a glass of water and calmly asked, “Now, can you tell me how you disappeared and fell into the sea?”

Genevieve’s face stiffened slightly as she remained briefly silent.

Then she raised her head and slowly clenched her fists. “It’s my problem. I’ll solve it.”

Louis suddenly tightened his grip and held her clenched palm. Eventually, he let loose and firmly held her hand. “From the moment I jumped, it was no longer just your problem, Gen.”

Louis stared at Genevieve. His facial features were clearly similar to Anthony’s, but Genevieve reckoned they looked quite different now.

His eyes were deeper and more complex, like a calm sea. It was hard to tell if its depths were turbulent or tranquil.

Genevieve’s heart tightened slightly, and her initially cold heart seemed to melt from the warmth she felt.

She pursed her lips, returned to her senses, and gradually calmed down.

She slowly withdrew her hand, the corners of her mouth twitching, and looked up at him.

The light outside the window was soft and warm.

Certain images lingered in her mind..

She then calmly described what had happened on the cruise ship.

Louis, who’d been looking at her with kindness, suddenly narrowed his eyes considerably. There was a frightening chill in his sharp, dark, gaze.

She chuckled and watched his reaction. “Unexpectedly, the person I saved by donating bone marrow wanted to take my life.”

Chapter 137

The veins on Louis‘ forehead bulged slightly, and he controlled his expression immediately to keep calm.

that he wanted to

her hair.

elegantly, but there was a chill in

person. Taking revenge was a principle

and then she could take revenge.

help

When you feel

“Fine. Go ahead. I’ll take

smiled and stood up to

as he left the room, the servant took the plate from him.

He seemed to have morphed into a different person, and his jaw tightened. “You

sir,” replied the servant.

been home for some time but had since accumulated a list of things to sort

through

a beautiful dim glow in the room.

she didn’t hear anything

was covered with thick, expensive

shoes, so

still felt a little

few seconds before walking slowly

and looked at the corridor, which seemed to be designed with classic luxury in mind

few glances, she walked

was a big, maze–like

many such manors in Epea. She was familiar with their general structures, so

staircase

a dozen servants keeping busy in an

were all Aplothian.

her eyes were

to see her and greeted her respectfully. “Mrs.

and stood aside respectfully, awaiting her instructions.

by them greeting her this way

and replied, “I’m coming down

Fallon has gone to the office because of something urgent. If you

shoes she had prepared and squatted next to Genevieve. “Mrs. Fallon, please put

servant and put on

servants in the Lawrence family, but nowhere near this

many.

Darrell nor Samantha liked noise, they hired only the

a beautiful garden,

so long that she didn’t know where she was.

a very

servant stopped her. “Mrs. Fallon, it’s windy outside. You haven’t recovered