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 wanted to commit murder.

fingers against her hair. “Let’s not dwell on this. When the time comes, we won’t spare them.”

a chill in her gaze.

Taking revenge was a principle of hers.

get well now, and

couldn’t help coughing.

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

ahead. I’ll take a nap.”

and stood up to leave.

soon as he left the room, the

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

replied the servant.

went to the study. He had been home for some time but had since accumulated a list of things to sort out. Although he’d been

through the

up, there was a beautiful dim

she didn’t hear anything and wanted to

with thick,

shoes, so she went

felt a little uncomfortable. ‘Maybe it’s

few seconds before walking slowly toward the

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

glances, she

a big, maze–like

also had many such 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

were all

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

and greeted her respectfully. “Mrs. Fallon, why are

aside respectfully,

greeting her this way and was

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

the office because of something urgent. If you need

and squatted next to Genevieve. “Mrs. Fallon,

the servant and put

of servants in the Lawrence family, but nowhere near

many.

noise, they hired

manor was a beautiful

long that she didn’t

very strange feeling.

“Mrs. Fallon, it’s windy outside. You haven’t recovered yet,