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

for a few seconds before brushing his fingers against her hair. “Let’s not dwell on this. When the time

elegantly, but there was a chill in her gaze. “Of course.”

not a gracious person. Taking revenge was a principle

well now, and then she could

couldn’t help coughing.

rest. When you

“Fine. Go ahead. I’ll take a

smiled and stood up

soon as he left the room, the servant took the plate

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

sir,” replied

for some time but had since accumulated a list of things to

slept through the night.

up, there was a

hear anything and wanted to go downstairs.

covered with

find any shoes, so

she still felt a little

paused for a few seconds before walking slowly toward

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

she walked

a big, maze–like

manors in Epea. She was familiar with their general structures, so she was not too surprised.

the spiral staircase without making a sound.

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

were

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

see her and greeted her

stood aside respectfully, awaiting her instructions.

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

replied, “I’m coming down for a walk to get some

because of something urgent. If you need

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

servant and put on

were a number of servants in the Lawrence family, but

many.

nor Samantha liked noise,

a beautiful garden, dotted with quiet

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

a very strange feeling.

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