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.

was so angry that he wanted to commit murder.

before brushing his fingers against her hair. “Let’s

but there was a chill in her gaze. “Of

not a gracious person. Taking revenge was a principle of

get well now, and then she could

help

back and said. “Get some rest. When you feel

Go ahead. I’ll take a nap.”

stood up to

the

tightened. “You can’t

sir,” replied the servant.

since accumulated a list of things to sort out. Although he’d been back for a while,

slept through the night.

was a beautiful dim

while, she didn’t hear anything and wanted to go

covered with thick, expensive carpet.

find any shoes, so she went down

Genevieve stood up, she still felt a little uncomfortable. ‘Maybe it’s

paused for a few seconds before walking

looked at the corridor, which seemed to be designed with classic luxury in mind with exquisite decorations.

few glances, she walked

big, maze–like

Epea. She was familiar with their general structures,

spiral staircase without making

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

were all

her cars and a little messy, and her eyes

and greeted her respectfully. “Mrs.

stood aside respectfully, awaiting

was momentarily taken aback by them greeting her this way and was

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

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

had prepared and squatted next to Genevieve. “Mrs. Fallon,

servant and put on the shoes.

the Lawrence family,

many.

nor Samantha liked noise, they hired only the necessary

a beautiful garden, dotted with quiet and

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

very strange feeling.

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