Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 145

Yvette sobbed miserably, her face covered, while glancing at her phone, appearing somewhat disheveled.

The bookshelves concealed Yvette’s sent, making her invisible to those outside.

The cafe appeared empty when viewed from behind..

After a brief pause, Genevieve turned to the driver, handing Louis‘ supplementary card to him. “For safety, ensure the place is empty before we leave. Please, no one else should enter. I’d like to enjoy my coffee in peace. Order a cup of black coffee with milk for me and wait outside,” she said gently.

The driver nodded and accepted the card.

After all, he didn’t want Genevieve to have any opportunity to speak to the server.

When he left, Genevieve took a seat opposite Yvette.

Yvette’s head jerked up abruptly as she sensed another presence, and she fought back tears upon seeing Genevieve.

Wiping away the tears, she took a deep breath, grounding herself in reality. Leaning against the chair with her arms crossed, she asked bluntly, “What brings you here?”

Yvette’s demeanor wasn’t particularly polite but consistent with her interactions with others.

Genevieve harbored a partiality toward Louis. It was only natural for her to trust the man who had risked his life for her.

“Ms. Schmidt, I need a favor from you,” said Genevieve.

Yvette frowned and refused outright, stating, “No.”

Genevieve’s voice was gentle, devoid of any hint of anger as she asked, “I understand your suspicions about Louis, but if he were fake, wouldn’t Ms. Linda Hoffman notice it?”

Ultimately, Genevieve didn’t want to upset Yvette, fearing that her current hope would vanish along

with it.

Yvette frowned slightly, her tone reflecting unhappiness as she expressed, “You know nothing. I grew up with him, and I know how he should be. You’re in the same situation with him now, and naturally, you hope he’s Louis because it’s in your best interest.”

Meanwhile, Yvette’s suspicion heightened. She continued in the same tone, “The fact that you’re coming to me for help instead of him signifies something’s wrong. I will not-”

Genevieve chuckled gently and interjected, “Ms. Schmidt, you’re overthinking it. I simply want to borrow your phone for a call.

Stupefied by Genevieve’s response, Yvette was temporarily at a loss for words.

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“What?” she asked.

“I left my phone at home,” Genevieve explained with a shrug. “I can make the call in front of you,”

by Genevieve’s seemingly foolish action.

her phone when leaving the house was akin to

with disgust, Yvette firmly stated,

her, Genevieve

carefully preparing coffee, the aroma

her.

had a thought. She looked at Genevieve and said, “Unless you do me a favor.”

up, her delicate

ahead, she encouraged.

phone on the table, allowing Genevieve to

depicted Yvette

black windbreaker as he embraced Yvette, who shared his

They looked intimate.

the rising sun

over them.

was reminiscent of a couple

and her

the photo didn’t resemble the Louis

that exuded warmth. Despite his usual strong and cold aura, he seemed to restrain those qualities in

at her, he radiated gentleness, yet his eyes harbored

appeared identical, yet their auras

her

he had no past with Yvette, and even his disdain for her couldn’t

stirred

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pursed her lips and proclaimed proudly, “See? The true

loves me.”

looked up in a daze, uncertain

the next moment, Yvette’s

the real Louis. That’s

from her emotions, Genevieve was caught off

she repeated silently.

was a little

then, she heard the driver push the

dialed a number,

tell my uncle that I’m alive.

that, Genevieve got up and left nonchalantly.

let the driver see Yvette.

the other hand, watched Genevieve leave in surprise and confusion.

the counter, she

taking it away,”

driver approached her and informed her, “Mrs. Fallon, Mr. Fallon has booked a

a coincidence. I’ve been wanting to attend

clearing the floor for models to showcase their clothing.