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? Just ask someone else. I feel no remorse for you. When my love for you was at its strongest, you

life!”

stop her tears at the thought

There was no way she could’ve kept

look back on everything

she wanted was

was suddenly hysterical.

immediately jumped down

to have lost all

pang in

She wasn’t acting.

strong feelings of agreement

Let’s stop. Calm down, Genevieve. Stop thinking about it. Il 3 an

outside. “Go away. I changed my mind. I don’t want to be with you anymore. I don’t even want to look at you right now. Leave!”

Afraid of hurting her by being too rough, Anthony

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

her forehead. He was reluctant

won’t hurt you,” he uttered.

was shoved out the door before it was slammed shut.

believe

his memory. She couldn’t possibly

memory.

spots. She no longer held any expectations for him.

trembled as he stood outside the room, listening to the restrained and

his chest, suffocating him.

before turning around and returning to

the master bedroom was Goldie’s

and clothes were everywhere. It was leading

had begun to itch.

his allergy had kept

searched around the room but couldn’t

had to call his driver and ask him to bring up

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too concerned about her to

him out of the bedroom, not the

reactions had taken him aback.

claim innocence for

if he had truly treated

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

the couch

that Genevieve wasn’t coming out, Goldie moved about Anthony

inspecting its territory and regarded Anthony as the object of

and then, it would shake its shiny blond coat beside

as if to say, “Are you jealous of my coat? You don’t have it.

pee on him to mark its territory, Anthony couldn’t

the storeroom far away before closing