Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 172

Genevieve slept so well that she didn’t take the servant’s hangover remedy.

Consequently, upon awakening the following day, she experienced a sensation of dizziness and a slight headache, leaving her feeling under the weather.

Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a golden sheen over the mural.

She gazed at the mural, a sense of familiarity washing over her.

After pondering briefly, a sudden recollection struck her, prompting her to sit up immediately.

She drank with Selene and Emilio last night.

“Why am I here?” she wondered.

She massaged her forehead, looking around. A blend of nostalgia and alienation welled up within her, sparking a profound sense of resistance.

She had unpleasant memories of this place, reminding her of how stupid she was.

She glanced down at her attire, frowning.

Fortunately, she didn’t feel uncomfortable.

After changing her clothes in the cloakroom, Genevieve immediately went downstairs.

She wanted to leave immediately but didn’t expect that she would see Quincey here.

At that same time, Anthony sat across from Quincey downstairs.

His demeanor was relaxed and subtly elegant, maintaining his characteristic aura.

Quincey tried to hide her anger from Anthony, but her complaint showed she was unhappy. “Who told you about Daniel? Is Kenneth not doing a good job? If he fails to meet expectations, I’ll find you an alternative until you’re completely satisfied. Daniel is too conceited and always makes decisions alone, so it’s better to replace him.”

Without changing his expression, Anthony took a sip of his coffee and spoke in an indifferent tone. “Daniel is skilled and has worked with me for three years, so don’t interfere in these small issues.”

The last sentence offended Quincey. She pondered, ‘Don’t interfere in these small issues? Doesn’t it imply that he knew Kenneth was the one I had arranged?!

Quincey felt a tightness in her chest and a surge of frustration,

Before the accident, Anthony had disregarded her advice, remaining indifferent to her.

Quincey thought she could control him after he lost his memory.

In just a matter of days, Anthony rapidly gained Influence. Whenever she reached out too eagerly, he would consistently and unmercifully thwart her efforts.

Quincey lost once more.

I’ll no

She paused and then took a deep breath. “Well, since you’ve made it clear that this is what you want, longer intervene. But when will you fetch Andrea back from Atharia? The Thomson family keeps asking me why she was left there alone.”

Quincey thought of Andrea, which led her to think of Genevieve as well.

Suddenly, she felt more annoyed and depressed.

for excessive

spoke in a hushed tone. “She encountered something in Atharia and is currently being cared for there, so she won’t return soon.”

when she noticed a pretty woman with mesmerizing

changed instantly.

so anxious that she couldn’t think.

hearing this, Anthony glanced back with a warm and

gazed at Quincey, her eyes devoid of any

walked straight down and looked

the golden retriever puppy rushed out of its bed, stepped on Genevieve’s feet, and rubbed its fluffy head against her shoes.

disdain when he saw the dog

and picked it up.

mistook this dirty dog for a stray dog, but it was actually a

adorable.

away the gloom she had felt

shocked and pointed at Genevieve. “Why are you here?”

as rude. Yet, Genevieve’s true identity compelled her to hold back the

offered Genevieve a forced smile with a mere glance. “Ms. Lawrence, do you still love my

at first, but because Quincey acted superior, Genevieve ended up confronting her. “Why are you so self–centered, Mrs. Hoffman? Seeing you this morning made me lose

and went straight to the

pursed his lips and followed her without

dare she say that I made her lose her appetite?‘

“Anthony is

door loudly, nearly hitting Anthony in the face.

at Quincey with a gloomy expression.

nonchalantly, pretending the incident hadn’t occurred. Yet, a trace of fear toward Anthony lingered

gathered the garments beside

here less often.”

harsh that even he couldn’t stand

likely experiencing profound distress within her marriage to the Hoffman

face turned pale.

finish her words, Anthony slammed the door and

was already

night, she chose a sports car before going out for a drink. However, the moment she sat in it

thunderous voice induced a pounding headache in

discomfort shielded her from noticing the darkness and stern expression that had taken

and faced the wind, its fur blowing back as it excitedly tried to jump up.

and slowed down, worried it might jump out of the

feeling in her heart and believed it was

home, she headed straight to the

many responsibilities to take on,

with clean clothes,

she handed the golden retriever to Jasper and instructed, “Take care of it

yesterday’s attire. Without uttering another word, he nodded and led the dog

behavior, like chewing papers and knocking over coffee cups, captured everyone’s attention and made them

realized. “It is hungry!”

he requested that someone purchase dog food

Emergency calls only