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

and he controlled his expression

so angry that he wanted to commit murder.

her hair. “Let’s not dwell on this. When the

was a

not a gracious person. Taking revenge

and then she

couldn’t help

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

Go ahead. I’ll take

and stood up

left the room, the

his jaw tightened. “You can’t expose

sir,” replied the

time but had since accumulated a list of things to sort out. Although he’d been back

through the night.

a beautiful dim glow

hear anything and wanted to go

covered with thick,

any shoes, so she went down

Genevieve stood up, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

for a few seconds before walking slowly

with classic luxury in mind with exquisite decorations. Even the paintings were

glances, she walked down

big, maze–like

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

staircase without making a

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

they were

messy, and her eyes were exquisite. This did nothing

to see her and greeted her

hurried over and stood aside respectfully,

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

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

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

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

the servant and put

were a number of servants in the Lawrence family,

many.

Samantha liked noise, they hired only the necessary staff.

looked outside. Outside the manor was a beautiful garden, dotted