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 a divorce. You

life!”

couldn’t stop her tears at the thought of the unspoken child.

was no way she could’ve kept the

possibly look back on everything with

to act anymore. All she wanted

was suddenly

his shock, Anthony immediately jumped down and

seemed to have lost all of

a dull pang

She wasn’t acting.

feelings

stop. Calm down, Genevieve. Stop thinking about it.

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

pushed Anthony away. Afraid of hurting her by being too rough, Anthony let

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

cold lips brushed her forehead. He was reluctant and crestfallen.

I won’t hurt you,” he uttered.

the door before it was slammed shut.

didn’t believe his nonsense.

memory. She couldn’t possibly expect him to change after

memory.

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

room, listening to

filled his chest,

for quite a while before turning around and returning to the

the master bedroom was

It was leading a life

neck had begun to

had kept him from falling asleep just

but

driver and ask him to bring up the prepared

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concerned about her to

him out of the

had taken

innocence for everything he’d

if he had truly

did he have such an intense and long–repressed fondness

couch in

wasn’t coming out, Goldie moved about Anthony excitedly.

its territory and regarded Anthony as

shake its shiny

off, as if to say, “Are you jealous

a few times, even wanting to pee on him

it into the storeroom far away