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.

for you. Close your

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frowned slightly and closed her

gently lifting her palm and placing them in her hand.

Genevieve

sensation in her palm and

wings

a moment, then her heart softened instantly. She looked at the snow- white pigeon in surprise. Except for its clear dark eyes, its body

dare to move, captivated by the scene

every time before

crowded surroundings, it

a surprise made her feel honored and

with amazement in her eyes.

expression as he looked at the snow–white pigeon with a faint

than her time in the expensive, high–profile brand store

finished the bread and left

her palm and turned to look at

and let go of her hand.

bread. Plus, it has had enough,”

speechless by it.

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

was trying to market his business.

was a common ploy in Clusia’s

she suspected the man might be

by the idea. After carefully inquiring about the logistics of mailing and the procedure, he requested two pieces of

accepted them helplessly.

you write an email and

“It’s more sincere to write it yourself. Do it, and I’ll take you

at his proposal, wondering if it

sat down on another bench

shook his head helplessly, and chuckled.

go

home soon.

each wrote a letter to be opened five years later, completely unaware

to the young cowboy. He took their addresses,

she watched the

be buying products without after–sale service!”

replied, smiling casually as if

their way home, they

men rushed out of a shop with weapons

could get close to Louis, the bodyguards who had been nearby rushed

instant.

both parties, Genevieve trembled with fear, her face

her up and rushed