Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 67

The studio was full of flammable materials, and the flames instantly swept through the discarded clutter and cardboard boxes. The flame swept through the space as if the whole place was coated with oil.

Rosalie screamed in terror before coughing so hard that she couldn’t even finish her sentence.

She now realized who it was and slapped the door frantically. As if she could see the woman outside, Rosalie fiercely shouted, “Genevieve, I know it’s you. Since you can’t die yourself, you come to me to torment me, huh? You took away my man and stole my happiness. What right do you have to blame me?”

After a slight pause, Rosalie added, “You both are divorced, yet you’re still pestering him. Why are you so shameless? He and I truly love each other. Why can’t you just let us be happy?”

Towards the end of her statement, Rosalie went as far as shedding tears to emphasize her sadness.

Standing not far away, Genevieve watched as smoke came out of the vent pipe. She could imagine the scorching heat. inside and concluded that it would not be worse than the fire she had experienced a few days ago.

People should return favors. Genevieve was just giving Rosalie a taste of her own medicine.

Genevieve listened as Rosalie insulted her, and begged for mercy in a hoarse voice before crying weakly.

The thrill of revenge that surged in her mind seemed to have made Genevieve forget the pain and distress she had experienced.

Genevieve realized now that she only needed to be decisive so that she could completely get rid of the unwillingness and

discomfort in her heart.

Everything between them would eventually be freed from the fire.

However, her child would never come back.

Genevieve stared blankly at the burning studio and listened to the distant sound of a siren before turning away in the other

direction.

Her firm back looked a little bleak, but she did not regret it. Rosalie was reaping what she had sown, and she deserved it.

Genevieve returned to the hospital and changed to the clothes she originally wore.

Selene touched Genevieve’s pale face and smiled. Without asking her about the result of her deeds, Selene changed the

topic.

“I played two games for you and spent 20,000 dollars,” Selene said.

Smilling brightly, Genevieve took her phone as if nothing happened.

“You are such a jerk, Nelly!” Genevieve exclaimed playfully.

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left, Genevieve lay in bed. She suddenly

was woken

argument with someone

She got up

the door. She then saw Anthony, who had a complicated expression on his face, and

have nothing to say to you!” Jeffrey said.

a deep look in his

then set on fire. She suspected that it was

that woman said the truth? Genevieve is still hospitalized.

I’d say you’ve been enchanted by that

kept staring at Genevieve’s face as if trying

slightly, face pale and looking fragile. She hadn’t fully recovered

dead?” asked Genevieve. Her voice was indifferent

tightly,

she just fainted, Anthony

said, “It’s a

the wall. Those things would not

that Anthony would

her life. She just wanted Rosalie to have a taste of her

and looked up at Anthony with a fragile expression, but the look in

Hoffman, if you suspect me, then call the

it was unknown what he was thinking as he

his emotions, and with pursed lips, said, “I

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he gave Jeffrey a cold look with his eyebrows

going to rest, so why don’t

“It’s you

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immediately turned cold. He glanced at Jeffrey gloomily before turning to

stood there languidly with a cold look

it’s you who should go.” Genevieve

in an instant, and his chest heaved up and down as he worked to hold

a deep look at Genevieve and turned to leave. His footsteps seemed

her, so it was

took her back into the ward

do it yesterday afternoon?”

lips twitched and she

he spoke again. His voice was deepened this time around.

Rosalie who set the fire in the private room?”

not have been so impulsive that she would

had already taken action.

not deny

his

me that. I would’ve dealt with her myself. There’s no need to dirty your hands,” Jeffrey