Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 392

Chapter 392 

Grandma Margaret sighed, 

“No one has come to chat with us for a long time.” 

“Isn’t Anthony also in the hospital?” 

“Anthony has a broken leg now. He is very self–abased, unwilling to see others and likes to lose his temper. We all think that he is about to jump off the building in depression. Frank and I are going to kill him” 

Grandma Margaret murmured to herself. 

Genevieve’s eyes widened. 

Is it that serious? 

Last time she went there, Anthony secretly said that she was a vicious Daisy! 

She was so energetic that no one could compete with her. 

How could he be so depressed and self–abased that he jumped off a building? 

“Grandma Margaret, are you overthinking it?” 

“Mr. Gen, this is a scandal of the Hoffman family. Don’t let it get out. Grandma Margaret told you as her own person. 

“Do you know why Anthony had a car accident?” 

“I don’t know. Didn’t you say there was a traffic accident?” 

Genevieve’s heart skipped a beat. 

Grandma Margaret sighed softly and felt–distressed, 

“He is a racing driver who won the championship. How could he have an accident? 

Before he drove off, he went to the Lawrence mansion where his mother and lover were moving things from the Hoffman family. He quarreled with them. 

His mother didn’t care about him at all. Now that his mother was pregnant, she only cared about Louis and the baby in her belly, so she wanted to eat meat by stepping on the threshold of the Hoffman family. 

He just didn’t know what to say. 

After you got married, he couldn’t handle the relationship between his mother and daughter–in–law. That was because he still had hope for Quincey as a mother. 

But look, after his father died, his mother showed her true colors without scruples. If it weren’t for his mother, how could he have had a car accident?” 

Grandma Margaret’s words made Genevieve’s chest shake slightly. 

Her heart beat fast, thinking that after she divorced Anthony, Quincey didn’t respect her at all. 

No matter how embarrassed Anthony was, Quincey didn’t care about him. 

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From this point of view, Anthony was really a little pitiful. 

else’s child and even confronted Anthony

down? 

more he acted indifferent, the more

that Anthony has become a

kept silent for a long time.

help but

persuade him to live one more day, and we can rest

her lips and

I’ll go and

leave it to you. Grandma Margaret

the phone without giving Genevieve a chance to go back on

Genevieve: 

for her to go there too often, she

meant. 

spot

ask him for his excellence,

Quincey did was a

into the private kitchen and pack some of Anthony’s favorite meals.

2 2 2 3 3

arrived at the

bodyguards outside, there was no

skipped a beat.

door and go

no sign of Anthony

“Where is she?” 

out and

lips and said,/Anthony doesn’t want us to know where he is.”

Another bodyguard said, 

smoking on the rooftop when I went for a walk last time!”

Genevieve’s heart sank. 

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of Grandma Margaret’s words, she inevitably had

he really upset?” she thought.

lips, immediately put down her things

door pursed his lips and asked, “Why did Anthony go to the rooftop for a smoke?”

time

Lindsey nodded. “Okay!” 

iron gate on the rooftop.

man in a wheelchair beside the rooftop, near the railing, with his back to her.

rested on the handrail beside him, and his sleeve rolled up to his forearm. The blue veins were slender and strong. He held a clearly extinct cigarette in his hand.

didn’t move. His back

this. Genevieve’s heart sank.

Anthony so depressed as if he could

could not be dispersed. The visibility was only about

here enjoying the traffic, is

at any time,

heart seemed to have a little current through, that kind of with somewhat flustered

if nothing had happened. Her footsteps were very light, but she

sound. 

if he was completely immersed in his

if he was dead?

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