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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bed. She

while, Genevieve was woken up from her

having a quiet argument with someone outside the

She got up

then saw Anthony, who had a complicated expression on his face, and Jeffrey, who was

to say

Genevieve with a deep look in

was tricked into a locked warehouse which was then set on fire. She suspected

woman said the truth? Genevieve is still

“If you ask me, I’d say you’ve been enchanted by that

kept staring at Genevieve’s face as if trying

She hadn’t

Genevieve. Her voice was indifferent when she

lips were pursed tightly, and his

fainted, Anthony answered.

lightly and said, “It’s a pity

knew that those highly flammable materials were piled up in the corner of the wall. Those

knew that Anthony

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

expression, but the look in her eyes was

then call the police,”

darkened and it was unknown what

deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and with pursed lips, said, “I

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gave Jeffrey a cold look with his

why don’t you

sneered and replied, “It’s you who

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to Genevieve. In a deep

a cold

it’s you who should go.”

in an instant, and his chest heaved up

turned to leave. His footsteps seemed to be filled with

doubted her, so it was weird that

the ward and gave

you do it yesterday afternoon?” Anthony

lips twitched and she answered, “Yeah.”

a moment before he spoke again. His voice was deepened

fire in the private room?” Anthony asked.

been so impulsive that she would have wronged innocent people

between the server and Regina, and Genevieve had already taken

not deny

his attitude became

with her myself. There’s no need to dirty your hands,”