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

veins on Louis‘ forehead bulged slightly, and he controlled his expression immediately to keep

he wanted to commit murder.

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

a chill in her gaze. “Of course.”

was not a gracious person. Taking revenge was a principle of

to get well now, and then

help

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

“Fine. Go ahead. I’ll take a

and stood up to

the room, the servant took the plate

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

replied the

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 for a

through the

she woke up, there was a beautiful dim

while, she didn’t hear anything and wanted to go downstairs.

covered with thick, expensive carpet.

find any shoes, so she went

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

for a few seconds before walking slowly toward

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

she

a big, maze–like place.

many such manors in Epea. She was familiar

staircase without making

servants keeping busy in an orderly manner, while. many others

they were

and her eyes were exquisite. This did nothing to hide her

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

aside

by them greeting her this way

and replied, “I’m coming down for a

servant said respectfully, “Mr. Fallon has gone to the office because of something urgent. If you need anything, just

shoes she had prepared and squatted next to Genevieve.

servant and

a number of servants in the Lawrence family, but

many.

liked noise, they hired

beautiful garden, dotted with quiet and elegant