Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 137

When Genevieve finished her meal, Louis returned, took the plate away, and wiped her mouth carefully with a napkin.

He seemed extremely gentle.

Genevieve’s heart quivered.

She immediately lowered her eyes and smiled as if nothing had happened.

Louis said in a gentle voice, “I’ve told Mr. Lawrence. Don’t worry. They said that when you get better, they will come and visit. You can recuperate without any concerns.”

Genevieve frowned slightly and nodded.

She no longer doubted Louis.

Louis then poured her a glass of water and calmly asked, “Now, can you tell me how you disappeared and fell into the sea?”

Genevieve’s face stiffened slightly as she remained briefly silent.

Then she raised her head and slowly clenched her fists. “It’s my problem. I’ll solve it.”

Louis suddenly tightened his grip and held her clenched palm. Eventually, he let loose and firmly held her hand. “From the moment I jumped, it was no longer just your problem, Gen.”

Louis stared at Genevieve. His facial features were clearly similar to Anthony’s, but Genevieve reckoned they looked quite different now.

His eyes were deeper and more complex, like a calm sea. It was hard to tell if its depths were turbulent or tranquil.

Genevieve’s heart tightened slightly, and her initially cold heart seemed to melt from the warmth she felt.

She pursed her lips, returned to her senses, and gradually calmed down.

She slowly withdrew her hand, the corners of her mouth twitching, and looked up at him.

The light outside the window was soft and warm.

Certain images lingered in her mind..

She then calmly described what had happened on the cruise ship.

Louis, who’d been looking at her with kindness, suddenly narrowed his eyes considerably. There was a frightening chill in his sharp, dark, gaze.

She chuckled and watched his reaction. “Unexpectedly, the person I saved by donating bone marrow wanted to take my life.”

Chapter 137

on Louis‘ forehead bulged slightly, and he controlled his

he wanted to commit murder.

a few seconds before brushing his fingers against her hair. “Let’s not dwell on this. When the time

but there was a chill in her gaze. “Of course.”

gracious person. Taking revenge was a principle

well now, and

help

you feel better, I’ll take you out for a walk.”

“Fine. Go ahead. I’ll take

smiled and stood up to

the room, the servant took the plate from

person, and his jaw tightened. “You can’t expose her identity. No one is allowed in, nor can she contact outsiders.”

sir,” replied the servant.

since accumulated a list of things to sort out. Although he’d been back for a while, he

slept through

up, there was a beautiful

hear anything and wanted to go

floor was covered with thick,

so she

Genevieve stood up, she still felt a little uncomfortable. ‘Maybe it’s

before walking slowly toward the

at the corridor, which seemed to be designed with classic luxury in mind with exquisite decorations. Even the paintings were priceless treasures.

glances, she walked down

was a big, maze–like

many such manors in Epea. She was familiar with their general structures, so she was not

the spiral staircase without

keeping busy in an orderly manner, while.

were all Aplothian.

a little messy, and her eyes were exquisite. This did nothing to hide her

see her and greeted her

and stood aside respectfully,

aback by them greeting her this way and was at

brushed it off and replied, “I’m coming down for a walk

office because of something urgent. If you need

get the shoes she had prepared and squatted next to

and put

the Lawrence family, but

many.

nor Samantha liked noise, they

was a beautiful garden, dotted with quiet and elegant lights.