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.

there simply wasn’t space for

a hushed tone. “She encountered something in Atharia and is currently

but stopped when she noticed a pretty woman

expression changed instantly. “Genevieve?”

was so anxious that

this, Anthony glanced back with a warm and gentle

Quincey, her eyes devoid of

and looked around.

Anthony could talk, the golden retriever puppy rushed out of its bed, stepped on Genevieve’s feet, and rubbed

felt disdain when he saw the dog tawning

down and

for a stray dog, but it was actually a furry little golden retriever. It

adorable.

away the gloom she had felt when she

Quincey was still a bit shocked and pointed at Genevieve. “Why

her to hold back the sarcastic remark she was tempted to make.

do you still love my son and have even moved into his

up confronting her. “Why are you so self–centered, Mrs. Hoffman? Seeing you this morning made me lose my appetite.”

explain and went

pursed his lips and

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

responding with sharp sarcasm. “Anthony is engaged now. Don’t

nearly hitting Anthony in

Quincey with

averted her gaze nonchalantly, pretending the incident hadn’t occurred. Yet,

He gathered the garments beside him and

here less often.”

words were so harsh that even he couldn’t stand them, and

Genevieve was likely experiencing profound distress within her marriage to the Hoffman family.

face turned pale. “You‘

she could finish her words, Anthony slammed the door and left.

outside, Genevieve was already starting

out for a drink. However, the moment

induced a pounding headache in

the darkness and stern expression that had taken over Anthony’s

in the passenger seat stood up and faced the wind, its fur blowing back as it

slowed down, worried it might jump out

believed it was fate

home, she headed

soon, and she had many responsibilities to take on, but there

a lounge in her office with clean clothes, which was very convenient.

and instructed, “Take care of it for a bit. I’m going to change my

a glance at her, still dressed in yesterday’s attire. Without uttering another word, he nodded and led the dog away.

chewing papers and knocking over coffee cups, captured everyone’s

ultimately realized. “It is

he requested that someone purchase dog food from the store

Emergency calls only