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.

so angry that he wanted

seconds before brushing his fingers against her hair. “Let’s not

but there was a chill in

not a gracious person. Taking revenge was a principle of

and then she could take revenge.

couldn’t help coughing.

rest. When you feel better, I’ll take you out for

“Fine. Go ahead. I’ll take

and stood up

as he left the room, the

jaw tightened. “You can’t

sir,” replied the

some time but had since accumulated a list of things to sort out. Although he’d been back for a while, he was so busy he barely had time

slept through the night.

up, there was a beautiful dim

hear anything and wanted to go downstairs.

floor was covered with thick,

find any shoes, so she

still felt a

a few seconds before walking slowly toward the

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

a few glances, she walked

a big,

in Epea. She was

spiral staircase without making a

more than a dozen servants keeping busy in an orderly manner, while. many others were working

they were all Aplothian.

messy, and her eyes were exquisite. This did nothing to

was surprised to see her and greeted her respectfully. “Mrs. Fallon, why are

and stood aside respectfully, awaiting her instructions.

them greeting her this way and was

it off and replied, “I’m coming down for a

the office because of something urgent. If you need anything,

servant went to get the shoes she had prepared and squatted next to Genevieve. “Mrs. Fallon,

and put on the shoes.

were a number of servants in the Lawrence family, but nowhere near

many.

neither Darrell nor Samantha liked noise, they

outside. Outside the manor was a beautiful garden, dotted

for so long that

was a very strange feeling.

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