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.

love for you was at its strongest, you dealt

life!”

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

time and place. There was no way she

couldn’t possibly look back on everything with a

want to act anymore. All she wanted

suddenly hysterical.

immediately jumped down and hugged her..

have lost all of its

dull pang

She wasn’t acting.

had brought on strong feelings

Calm down, Genevieve. Stop thinking about it. Il

I changed my mind. I don’t want to be with you anymore. I don’t even want to look at

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

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

her forehead. He was reluctant and

won’t hurt you,” he uttered.

was shoved out the door before it was

didn’t believe his nonsense.

cold–hearted before he lost his memory. She couldn’t possibly

memory.

spots. She no

stood outside the room, listening

his chest, suffocating him.

a while before turning around and returning

bedroom was

toys and clothes were everywhere. It was leading a life

neck had begun to

his allergy had kept him from falling asleep just now.

searched around the room but couldn’t find any allergy medication.

call his driver and ask him to bring up the prepared clothes and

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concerned about her to leave now.

out of the bedroom, not the

reactions had taken

for everything he’d done.

he had truly

nothing for her, why did he have

the couch in

Genevieve wasn’t coming out, Goldie moved about Anthony

and regarded Anthony as the object of its inspection.

and then, it would shake its

say, “Are you jealous of my coat?

times, even wanting to pee on him to mark its territory, Anthony couldn’t stand it

collar and tossed it into the storeroom far away before closing the