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. 

someone else’s child and even confronted Anthony openly. How could Anthony

down? 

he acted indifferent, the more

suddenly feels that Anthony has become a

for a long

Margaret couldn’t help

should persuade him to live one more day,

her lips and felt

know, Grandma Margaret. I’ll go and persuade

I’ll leave it to you. Grandma Margaret is about to

Genevieve a

Genevieve: 

for her to go there too often, she

meant. 

spot

will only blindly ask him for his excellence, but

did was a

kitchen and pack some

3 2 2 3

arrived at

for the bodyguards outside, there was no

heart skipped a beat.

door and go in.

no sign of

“Where is she?” 

out and asked.

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

Another bodyguard said, 

when I went for a

Genevieve’s heart sank. 

Chapter 892 

of Grandma Margaret’s words, she

upset?”

pursed her lips, immediately put down her things

and asked, “Why did Anthony go to the rooftop

“No smoking in the hospital. Every time you smoke, it will trigger the fire alarm. Please!”

Lindsey nodded. “Okay!” 

open the iron gate on the

at a man in a wheelchair beside the rooftop, near the railing, with his back

arm 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. He

didn’t move. His back was

Genevieve’s heart sank.

had never seen Anthony so depressed as if he could

thick fog in the distance, which could not be dispersed.

not sitting here enjoying

so fragile as if he could bend down at any time, disappearing under the rooftop and into

little current through, that kind

breath and stepped forward as if nothing had

sound. 

didn’t move, as if he was

if he was dead?

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