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

angry that he

fingers against her hair. “Let’s not dwell on this. When the time comes, we

there was a chill in

Taking revenge was

get well now, and

help coughing.

some rest. When you

Go ahead. I’ll take a nap.”

and stood up to leave.

as he left the room, the servant took the plate from

tightened. “You can’t expose her identity. No one

replied the servant.

for some time but had since accumulated a list of things to sort out. Although he’d been back for a while, he was so busy he barely had time for

slept through the

she woke up, there was a beautiful dim glow in

a while, she didn’t hear anything and wanted to

was covered with thick,

didn’t find any shoes, so

felt a little uncomfortable.

a few seconds before walking slowly toward the

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

a few glances, she

was a big, maze–like

Lawrence family also had many such manors in Epea. She was familiar with their

the spiral staircase without making a

more than a dozen servants keeping busy in an orderly manner, while.

were all Aplothian.

and her eyes were exquisite. This did

and greeted her respectfully. “Mrs. Fallon,

over and stood aside respectfully, awaiting

aback by them greeting her this way and

as she brushed it off and replied, “I’m coming down for

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

to get the shoes she had prepared and squatted next

thanked the servant and put on the shoes.

number of servants in the

many.

nor Samantha liked noise, they hired only the necessary staff.

beautiful garden, dotted with quiet