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

he wanted

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

there was a chill in her

not a gracious person. Taking revenge was a

to get well now, and then she

couldn’t help

When you feel better, I’ll take you out for

nodded. “Fine. Go ahead.

and stood up

he left the room, the servant took the plate from him.

his jaw tightened. “You can’t expose her identity. No one is allowed in, nor can she contact outsiders.”

sir,” replied the

study. He had been home for some time but had since accumulated a list of things to sort

slept through the

a beautiful dim

didn’t hear anything

floor was covered with

shoes, so she

as Genevieve stood up, she still felt a

for a few seconds before walking slowly toward

to be designed with classic luxury in mind

few glances, she

a big, maze–like

manors in Epea. She was familiar with

spiral staircase without making a sound.

a dozen servants keeping busy in

they were

hair was ruffled behind her cars and a little messy, and her eyes were exquisite. This did nothing to hide her dazzling beauty.

to see her and greeted her respectfully. “Mrs. Fallon,

hurried over and stood aside respectfully, awaiting

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

replied, “I’m coming down for

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

get the shoes she had prepared and squatted next to Genevieve. “Mrs. Fallon,

the servant and

the Lawrence family, but nowhere

many.

Samantha liked noise, they hired only the

the manor was a beautiful garden, dotted with quiet and