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

he controlled his

angry that he

her hair.

a chill in her

Taking revenge was a principle of hers.

well now, and then

help coughing.

“Get some rest. When you feel

ahead. I’ll

and stood up to leave.

the servant took the plate from

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

replied 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 for a while, he was so busy he barely had time

through the

woke up, there was a beautiful dim glow in the

didn’t hear anything and wanted to

with thick, expensive

any shoes, so she went down barefoot.

stood up, she still felt a little uncomfortable. ‘Maybe it’s been too long.”

a few seconds before walking slowly toward the

the corridor, which seemed to be designed with classic luxury in mind with exquisite

she walked down the

a big,

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

went down the spiral staircase

keeping busy in

were all

messy, and her eyes

and greeted her respectfully. “Mrs.

aside respectfully, awaiting

by them greeting her this way and was at a loss.

replied, “I’m coming down for a walk to get some air. Where

“Mr. Fallon has gone to the office because

and squatted

thanked the servant and put on the

were a number of servants in the Lawrence family, but

many.

liked noise, they hired only the

beautiful garden, dotted with quiet