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

bulged slightly, and he controlled his expression immediately to keep calm.

so angry that he wanted to

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

was a

a gracious person. Taking revenge was a

to get well now, and then she could

help

you feel better, I’ll take you out for

ahead.

stood up to leave.

room, the servant took the plate from

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

replied the servant.

accumulated a list of things to sort out. Although he’d

through

she woke up, there was a

didn’t hear anything and wanted to go downstairs.

with thick, expensive carpet.

so she went down barefoot.

felt a little

paused for a few seconds before walking slowly toward the

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

a few glances, she

a big,

the Lawrence family also had many such manors in Epea. She was familiar with their general structures, so she

the spiral staircase without making a sound.

and saw more than a dozen servants keeping busy in an

they were

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

and greeted her

hurried over and stood aside respectfully, awaiting her instructions.

aback by them greeting her

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

office because

the shoes she had prepared and squatted

and

a number of servants in the Lawrence family, but

many.

nor Samantha liked noise, they hired

the manor was a beautiful