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

and he controlled his expression immediately to keep

that he wanted to commit murder.

fingers against her hair. “Let’s not

elegantly, but there was a chill

not a gracious person. Taking revenge was a

and then she could take revenge.

couldn’t help

back and said. “Get some rest. When you feel

ahead. I’ll take a nap.”

and stood up

he left the room, the servant took the plate from

person, and his jaw tightened. “You can’t expose her identity. No one is allowed

sir,” replied

to sort out. Although he’d been back for a while, he was so busy he barely

through the night.

was a beautiful dim glow in the

while, she didn’t hear anything

floor was covered with thick,

didn’t find any shoes, so she went down barefoot.

she still felt a

seconds before

which seemed to be designed with classic luxury in mind with

few glances, she walked down the

was a big,

was familiar

the spiral staircase without

went downstairs and saw more than a dozen servants keeping busy in an orderly manner, while. many others were working outside.

were all Aplothian.

and her eyes were exquisite. This did nothing to hide her dazzling beauty.

was surprised to see her and greeted her respectfully. “Mrs. Fallon, why are you

aside respectfully, awaiting

aback by them greeting her this way and was at

she brushed it off and replied, “I’m coming down for a walk to get some

gone to the office because of something urgent. If you need anything,

get the shoes she had prepared and

the servant and

servants in the Lawrence family, but nowhere near this

many.

neither Darrell nor Samantha liked noise,

a beautiful garden,