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.

not for you. Close your eyes,”

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frowned slightly and closed

bread into small pieces, gently lifting

moment, Genevieve understood him

felt a tingling sensation in

its wings and peck

looked at the snow- white pigeon in surprise. Except for its clear dark eyes, its

to move, captivated by the scene

pigeon would look at her every time

crowded surroundings, it chose

made her

at Louis with

a gentle, albeit tired, expression as he looked at the snow–white pigeon

scene eased Genevieve’s tension more than her time in the expensive, high–profile brand store just

pigeon finished the bread and

and turned

let go

it

speechless by it.

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

to

Genevieve, it was a common ploy in Clusia’s tourist

the man might be a

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

accepted them helplessly.

an email and set a timer instead?” she proposed.

forehead with the pen before saying, “It’s more sincere to write it yourself. Do it,

wondering

replied and sat down on another

glanced at her, shook his head helplessly, and chuckled.

go

home soon.

opened five years

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

clicked her tongue as she watched the man leave.

products

Louis replied, smiling casually as if he didn’t care about

their way home,

men rushed out of a shop with weapons in

could get close to Louis, the bodyguards who

instant.

rang out from both parties, Genevieve trembled with fear, her face

her up and rushed her into