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

that he

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

was a chill in her gaze. “Of

was not a gracious person. Taking revenge was a

and

help coughing.

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

“Fine. Go ahead. I’ll take a nap.”

and stood

room, the servant took the plate from him.

morphed into a different person, and his jaw tightened. “You can’t expose

replied the servant.

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

slept through the

a

she didn’t hear anything

covered with thick, expensive

any shoes, so

as Genevieve stood up, she still felt a little

before

and looked at the corridor, which seemed to be designed with

glances, she walked down the

a big,

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

spiral staircase without making a

dozen servants keeping busy in an

they were all

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

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

stood aside respectfully, awaiting

was momentarily taken aback by them greeting her this way and was at

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

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

the shoes she had prepared and squatted next to Genevieve. “Mrs. Fallon, please put these

the servant and put on the

a number of servants in the Lawrence

many.

noise, they

outside. Outside the manor was a beautiful garden, dotted with quiet