Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

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Rosalie smiled brightly as she took out a check from her bag and shoved it to Genevieve.

Then, with a disdainful and arrogant expression, she looked down at Genevieve. “I know you’re desperate for cash. Take these 200 thousand dollars and get out of here. I hope you leave quietly and never show up in front of me again. You are merely a lowly employee. Even if you worked your entire life, you would most likely not earn 200 thousand dollars.”

Hearing that, Genevieve pursed her lips, looking at Rosalie with indifference. Unable to suppress her emotions any longer, she looked at Rosalie and retorted, “Did Anthony give you this money? You are just making yourself look bad by offering only 200 thousand dollars. You have not seen anything yet.”

With that, she glanced at the check, stood up condescendingly, leisurely tore the check to pieces, and fiercely threw the fragments on Rosalie’s face. Her tone was icy. “Rosalie, you better get lost now. I’m afraid I might not be able to stop myself from killing you!”

Genevieve? Rosalie panicked and stood up angrily. Her expression was utterly grim. “So you chose to do it the hard way, You are nothing but a homewrecker. So what if you were once pregnant with his child? The child didn’t survive, right? Its fate was decided long ago. Even if you were able to give birth to it, it wouldn’t survive for…”

Slap! Slap! Slap!

Before Rosalie could finish her sentence, Genevieve grabbed her collar and slapped her across the face several times.

Genevieve’s gaze became as cold as ice as she felt a sharp pain in her chest.

Her voice was restrained and chilling, and her smile was cold as she spit intimidating words into Rosalie’s ear. “Does it feel good to be able to express yourself so freely? Rosalie, you really never learned your lesson. I warned you to stay away from me, but you insisted on provoking me.”

Meanwhile, Rosalie was dazed and befuddled by Genevieve’s slaps.

There was a burning sensation on her cheeks as if her face were about to burn, and she could taste blood in her mouth. Not only that, but her ears were buzzing, and she felt dizzy

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It was at that point that she regretted meeting Genevieve that day, realizing she was dealing with a crazy woman.

She struggled with all her might, but her strength was nothing in front of Genevieve.

The next moment, Genevieve grabbed her arm and dragged her toward the balcony.

The balcony door was open. When the cold wind brushed across Rosalie’s face, she could feel a stinging pain.

Terrified, Rosalie screamed for help with desperate cries. “Genevieve, you are insane! Someone, please help!”

Genevieve gripped Rosalie’s neck, effortlessly hanging the upper half of the latter’s body over the railing.

her hardest to break free, but

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at the frightened Rosalie, Genevieve felt

afraid of death, despite how little

half suspended in the air, clutching the railing with all

of Rosalie, stepping back

would not end Rosalie’s life like

to go to prison for

ground, clutching her chest, tears streaming down her face. Her face was ghostly pale.

me?” Trembling with fear, she raised her gaze to look at Genevieve, pointing a shaky finger at

only realizing it now? We have known each other for so

pale as death. Suddenly, her eyes flickered, and she got up from the ground. “Fine, since you want me dead so badly, I’ll end my

as she pretended that she was about to

next second, a man rushed over, grabbing her arm and forcefully pulling her back. “Rosalie, don’t be so rash.

collapsing

cruel woman! Rosalie is

with your own problems before interfering with others?

as he stared at her. “You’re a vile woman. I have

took

Genevieve only looked at him indifferently without

footsteps approached from behind.

what are

walked over, glaring at Genevieve. “Tony, I saw this woman bullying Rosalie. Rosalie almost jumped off the building

covered in horrifying palm prints,

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in great distress.

and looked at Genevieve, who remained calm

panic.

covered her chest in agony, tears streaming down her face. “It’s my fault. Please don’t blame her. I have major depression. It’s my own desire to

lip, trying to