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 to commit murder.

down for a few seconds before brushing his fingers against her hair. “Let’s not dwell on this. When the time comes, we won’t

a

Taking revenge was a principle of

and then she could

couldn’t help

and said. “Get some rest. When you feel better, I’ll take you out for a

nodded. “Fine. Go ahead. I’ll take

and stood

he left the room, the servant took the plate

“You can’t expose her identity. No one is

replied the servant.

list of things to sort out. Although

through the

was a beautiful

didn’t hear anything and wanted to go

was covered with thick, expensive carpet.

didn’t find any shoes, so she

she still felt a little

seconds before walking slowly toward the

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

glances, she walked down

a big, maze–like

had many such manors in Epea. She was familiar with

went down the spiral staircase without making a sound.

than a dozen servants keeping busy in

were all Aplothian.

a little messy, and her eyes were exquisite. This did nothing to hide her dazzling

her respectfully. “Mrs. Fallon, why are you

aside respectfully,

taken aback by them greeting her this way and was at

she brushed it off and replied, “I’m coming down for a walk to get

the office because of something urgent.

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

thanked the servant and put on the

the Lawrence

many.

Samantha liked noise, they hired only

looked outside. Outside the manor was a beautiful garden, dotted

had been in a coma for so long that she didn’t know where she was.

was a very

wanted to go out for a walk, but a hesitant–looking servant stopped her. “Mrs. Fallon, it’s windy outside.