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 commit murder.

hair. “Let’s not dwell on this. When the time comes,

there was a chill in

a gracious person. Taking revenge was a principle

well now, and then she could

help

her back and said. “Get some rest. When you feel better, I’ll

Go ahead.

and stood up

the

seemed to have morphed into a different person, and his jaw tightened. “You can’t expose her identity. No one is allowed in,

sir,” replied the

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

slept through the

a

anything and

covered with

shoes, so she went down barefoot.

a little uncomfortable. ‘Maybe it’s been too long.”

seconds before walking slowly

with classic luxury in mind with

she walked

big, maze–like place.

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

went down the spiral staircase without making

more than a dozen servants keeping busy in an orderly manner,

they were all Aplothian.

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

was surprised to see her and greeted her respectfully. “Mrs.

aside

aback by them greeting her this way and was at a loss.

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

servant said respectfully, “Mr. Fallon has gone to the office because of something urgent. If you need anything,

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

thanked the servant and put on the

were a number of servants in the Lawrence

many.

nor Samantha liked noise, they hired only the necessary

a beautiful garden,

long that

was a very strange

walk, but a hesitant–looking servant stopped her. “Mrs. Fallon, it’s windy outside. You haven’t