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.

angry that he wanted to

against her hair.

there was a chill in

was not a gracious person. Taking revenge was a principle

needed to get well now, and then she

couldn’t help coughing.

and said. “Get some rest. When you

“Fine. Go ahead. I’ll take a

smiled and stood

as he left the room, the servant took the plate

a different person, and his jaw tightened. “You can’t

replied the

been home for 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 for a break.

slept through the night.

woke up, there was a beautiful dim glow

anything and wanted to

covered with

find any shoes, so she went down barefoot.

a

before

which seemed to be designed with classic

a few glances, she walked down

a big, maze–like place.

She was familiar with their general structures,

spiral staircase without making

dozen servants keeping busy in an orderly manner,

they were all

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

greeted her respectfully. “Mrs. Fallon, why

stood aside respectfully, awaiting her instructions.

them greeting her this

smiled as she brushed it off and replied, “I’m coming down for a

the office because of

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

the servant and put on the

number of servants in the Lawrence family, but nowhere near this

many.

nor Samantha liked noise, they hired only the

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

long that she didn’t know where she

very strange

“Mrs. Fallon, it’s windy outside.