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

slightly, and he controlled his expression immediately to keep

he wanted

her hair. “Let’s not

there was a chill in her gaze. “Of course.”

not a gracious person. Taking revenge was a principle of

needed to get well now, and

help coughing.

When you feel better, I’ll

Go ahead.

smiled and stood up to

soon as he left the room, the servant took the

a different person, and his jaw tightened. “You can’t expose her identity.

replied the

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

slept through the

she woke up, there was a

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

floor was covered with thick, expensive carpet.

shoes, so she went down barefoot.

still felt a

for a few seconds before walking slowly toward the door.

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

few glances, she

was a big, maze–like place.

manors in Epea. She was

staircase without

and saw more than a dozen servants keeping busy in an orderly manner, while. many others were working outside.

they were all Aplothian.

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

see her and greeted her respectfully.

hurried over and stood aside respectfully,

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

“I’m coming down for a walk

because of something urgent. If you need anything, just tell us.”

and squatted next to Genevieve. “Mrs.

the servant and put on the

of servants in the Lawrence family, but nowhere

many.

neither Darrell nor Samantha liked noise, they hired only the necessary

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