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.

remorse for you. When my love for you was at its strongest, you dealt me a fatal blow. With your illegitimate child and mistress, you forced me into

life!”

tears at the thought of

wrong time and place. There was no way she could’ve kept the

on everything with

even want to act anymore. All she wanted was to

was suddenly

his shock, Anthony immediately jumped

all of its warmth. She was

pang in

She wasn’t acting.

brought on strong feelings of agreement and grief in him.

sorry. Let’s stop. Calm down, Genevieve. Stop thinking about it. Il

changed my mind. I don’t want to be

hurting her by being too rough,

and moved closer to hug her. “All right, I’ll leave. Don’t be angry, and don’t come out in case you catch a cold. Go

brushed her forehead. He was reluctant and

I won’t hurt you,” he uttered.

door before it

believe his nonsense.

he lost his memory. She couldn’t

memory.

spots. She no longer held any expectations

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

his chest,

while before turning around and returning to

the master bedroom was Goldie’s territory.

everywhere. It was leading

neck had begun to itch.

rashes from his allergy had kept him from

but couldn’t

to bring up the prepared clothes and

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too concerned about her to leave

she had only kicked him out of the bedroom, not

taken him

couldn’t claim innocence for everything he’d

wondered if he had truly treated

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

on the couch in

out, Goldie moved about Anthony excitedly.

and regarded Anthony as the

shake its shiny blond coat

be showing off, as if to say, “Are you jealous of my

pee on him to mark its territory, Anthony

grabbed Goldie’s collar and tossed it into the storeroom far away before closing