Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 200

It was a shame Anthony couldn’t see that.

She just wanted to keep pretending she was asleep.

Suddenly, Anthony’s phone rang.

Frustrated, she rolled over and returned to her side of the bed.

Anthony declined the call before sitting up.

Under the glow of a dim wall lamp, the room was filled with a light aroma of essential oils.

Anthony knew she was awake. He didn’t rush her.

It was better to learn the past from her than from others.

It would be objective and straightforward.

Genevieve turned and sat up, drawing her hair up casually. Some stray locks fell, making her look sleepy and

languid.

Her features were gentle and beautiful in the soft glow.

She simply sat in silence. After a long while, she sighed, and her shoulders started to tremble inadvertently.

Perhaps this was the breaking point for her. When she recalled a specific moment from the past, she no longer

wanted to contain her emotions.

Stunned, Anthony looked up to see her crying.

“Genevieve, why are you cryingenue

1. it. If you don’t want to tell me, then don’t,” he said.

It didn’t seem like Anthony had any experience consoling a woman. The confusing situation at hand sent him

into a panic.

He froze when his hand touched Genevieve’s face..

His hand was wet with her tears..

She wasn’t pretending.

Anthony’s heart sank.

The next second, Genevieve pushed him away, disgusted by his touch, and got up from the bed.

“You can easily find out what happened, can’t you? Just ask someone else. I feel no remorse for you. When my love for you was at its strongest, you dealt me

life!”

stop her tears at the

was no way she could’ve kept the

back on everything with a

to act anymore. All she wanted was

suddenly hysterical.

Anthony immediately jumped

seemed to have lost all

felt a dull pang in his chest.

She wasn’t acting.

brought on strong feelings of agreement and grief in

thinking

to push him away and staggered outside. “Go away. I changed my mind. I don’t want to be with you anymore. I don’t even want to look

by being

hug her. “All right, I’ll leave. Don’t be angry, and don’t come out in

cold lips brushed her forehead. He

hurt you,” he uttered.

out the door before it

believe his

couldn’t possibly expect him to change after

memory.

couldn’t change its spots. She no longer held any expectations

he stood outside the room, listening to the restrained and muffled crying inside.

chest,

turning around

bedroom was

were everywhere. It was leading a life of

begun to itch.

rashes from his allergy had kept him from falling asleep

searched around the room but couldn’t find any

driver and ask him to bring up the prepared clothes and allergy

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was too concerned about

only kicked him out of

taken

for everything he’d done.

wondered if he had truly treated her that badly.

had felt nothing for her, why did he have such an intense and long–repressed fondness for

on the couch in dismay, wide

wasn’t coming out, Goldie moved

regarded Anthony as the object of

and then, it would shake its shiny

to say, “Are you jealous of my

Goldie circled Anthony a few times, even wanting to pee on him to mark

and tossed it into the storeroom far away