Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 146

Louis smiled as he looked at Genevieve’s stunned expression, softness creeping up to his sharp features.

“Do you like it?” he asked, referring to the show he had arranged.

After understanding him, Genevieve cocked her eyebrow and replied, “It’s okay!”

The sales assistants nearby paled at her response.

Louis, on the other hand, was unfazed by it.

Considering Genevieve’s background, she wouldn’t be surprised by such events; she was likely accustomed to them, and he had arranged something she was used to.

He smiled and suddenly reached out to hold her hand.

“Okay, I’ll take you somewhere that will surprise you,” he said confidently.

Genevieve was surprised by his gesture.

Louis‘ hand was warm and large. He held her hand without exerting pressure, yet it wasn’t loose.

The driver didn’t follow them.

The moment Genevieve got rid of the surveillance, her mood naturally improved.

They left the mall and took a leisure stroll toward the west.

In a place like Wildefield Street, the air was always filled with the scent of money.

The sky was gloomy, the breeze stirring through the bustling streets filled with cars.

Pedestrians appeared hurried, while some sat tiredly by the roadside.

They arrived at a nearby park.

There was a huge oval fountain in the middle.

Genevieve sat on a bench near it.

Louis released her hand and said, “Wait for me.”

He returned in less than a minute.

Then, he handed a bread to Genevieve.

Genevieve frowned and admitted honestly, “I’m not hungry.”

Louis pursed his lips, but unfortunately, he couldn’t hold back his laughter.

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slightly and closed her eyes hesitantly.

tore the bread into small pieces, gently lifting her palm and placing them in her hand.

moment, Genevieve

tingling sensation in her palm and opened her eyes.

snow–white dove flap its wings and peck at the bread

white pigeon in surprise. Except for its clear dark eyes, its body was purely white without

dare to move, captivated by

at her every

the crowded surroundings, it chose

a surprise made her

at Louis with amazement in her eyes.

expression as he looked at the snow–white pigeon with

her time in the expensive, high–profile

finished the bread and left

turned to look at

let go of her hand.

run out of bread. Plus, it has had enough,”

was speechless by

cowboy approached with two denim bags on his back and said, “Hello, would you like to write a letter

to market his

was a common ploy

suspected the man might be a liar.

After carefully inquiring about the logistics of mailing and the procedure, he requested two pieces of paper and pens, handing one

accepted them helplessly.

you write an email and set a

pen before saying, “It’s more sincere to write it

his proposal, wondering if it meant she could

she replied and sat down on another bench with

glanced at her, shook his head helplessly, and

go

home soon.

be opened five years later, completely unaware of

writing their letters and handed them to the young cowboy. He took their addresses, requested payment, and left

clicked her tongue as she watched the man leave.

a liar, you’ll be buying products without after–sale service!”

smiling casually as if

their way home, they met with

a shop with weapons in

to Louis, the bodyguards who

instant.

parties, Genevieve trembled with fear, her face turning

quickly scooped her up and rushed her