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

a few seconds before brushing his fingers against her hair. “Let’s not

there was a chill in her gaze. “Of

gracious person. Taking

now, and then she

couldn’t help

When you

“Fine. Go ahead. I’ll take a nap.”

and stood up to

left the room, the servant took the plate from

seemed to have morphed into a different person, and his jaw tightened. “You can’t expose her identity. No one is allowed in, nor can she contact

sir,” replied

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.

a beautiful dim glow in

anything and wanted to go downstairs.

covered with thick, expensive carpet.

shoes, so she went

felt a little uncomfortable.

before walking

with classic luxury

a few glances, she walked down

a big, maze–like place.

was familiar with their general structures, so she was

went down the spiral staircase without making

keeping busy in an orderly

were all

hair was ruffled behind her cars and a little messy, and her eyes were

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

stood aside respectfully, awaiting

by them greeting her this

coming down for a walk to get some air. Where is Louis?”

has gone to the office because of something urgent. If

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

thanked the servant and put

of servants in the

many.

Darrell nor Samantha liked noise, they hired only

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

a coma for so long

a very strange feeling.

a hesitant–looking servant stopped her. “Mrs. Fallon, it’s windy outside.