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 expression immediately to keep calm.

angry that he wanted to

for a few seconds before brushing his fingers against her hair. “Let’s not dwell on

there was a chill in

not a gracious person. Taking revenge was a principle

needed to get well now, and

help

patted her back and said. “Get some rest. When you feel better, I’ll

nodded. “Fine. Go ahead. I’ll take a

stood up

the

a different person, and his jaw tightened. “You can’t expose her identity. No

sir,” replied

He had been home for some time but had since accumulated a list of things to sort out. Although he’d been back

through the

a beautiful dim

she didn’t hear anything and wanted to go downstairs.

floor was covered with

so she went down

still felt a little uncomfortable. ‘Maybe it’s been

paused for a few seconds before walking

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 the corridor.

a big, maze–like

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

went down the spiral staircase without making a

dozen servants keeping busy in an orderly manner, while.

they were all Aplothian.

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

her respectfully. “Mrs.

hurried over and stood aside respectfully, awaiting her

by them greeting her this

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

said respectfully, “Mr. Fallon has gone to the office because of

and squatted next to Genevieve.

the servant and put on

number of servants in the Lawrence family, but nowhere near

many.

Samantha liked noise, they hired

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