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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in bed. She

Genevieve was woken

quiet argument with someone outside

She got up

saw Anthony, who had a complicated expression

to say

glanced at Genevieve with a deep look in his

warehouse which was then set on fire.

with anger, and his voice was cold and sarcastic as he said, “Why, is what that woman said the truth?

Jeffrey added, “If you ask me, I’d say you’ve

Genevieve’s face as if trying to see something

fragile. She hadn’t fully

was indifferent

tightly, and his eyes darkened.

she just fainted,

lightly and said, “It’s a pity she didn’t die.”

in the corner of the wall. Those things would not explode nor could they burn someone to death in

Anthony would not be

just wanted Rosalie

a fragile expression,

me, then call the police,” Genevieve suggested.

darkened and it was unknown what he was thinking as he said,

breath, adjusted his emotions, and with pursed lips, said, “I don’t doubt you. Have a

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that, he gave Jeffrey a cold look with his

why don’t

sneered and replied, “It’s you who

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to Genevieve. In a deep voice, he said, “Tell

stood there languidly with a

who should go.”

tightened in an instant, and his chest heaved up and down

to

it was

the ward and gave her a

yesterday afternoon?” Anthony asked.

lips twitched and she

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

it Rosalie who set the fire in the private room?” Anthony

been so impulsive that she would have wronged innocent people if she

and Regina, and Genevieve had already taken action. It could only be

did not deny it.

instantly darkened, and his attitude became

would’ve dealt with her myself.