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.

he wanted to

her hair. “Let’s not dwell on

smiled elegantly, but there was a chill in

was not a gracious person. Taking

get well now, and then she could take

help coughing.

When you feel better,

ahead. I’ll take a

smiled and stood up

the room, the servant

tightened. “You can’t expose

replied the servant.

had 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

through the

a beautiful dim glow in the room.

while, she didn’t hear anything

covered with thick,

shoes, so she went

felt a little uncomfortable.

few seconds before walking slowly toward the

which seemed to be designed with

glances, she

big, maze–like

was familiar with their general structures, so she

went down the spiral staircase without

keeping busy in an orderly manner,

they were

messy, and her

her respectfully. “Mrs. Fallon, why are you here?”

stood aside respectfully,

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

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

the office because of something urgent.

had prepared and squatted

servant and

number of servants in the Lawrence family, but nowhere

many.

liked noise, they hired only the necessary

was a beautiful garden, dotted with

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

very

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