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

angry that he wanted to

before brushing his fingers against her hair. “Let’s not dwell on this. When the time comes, we won’t spare them.”

elegantly, but there was a chill in her

a gracious person. Taking revenge was a principle of

and then she

couldn’t help coughing.

back and said. “Get some rest. When you

Go ahead. I’ll

smiled and stood up to leave.

room, the

jaw tightened. “You can’t expose her

sir,” replied the servant.

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

through the

up, there was a

she didn’t hear anything and wanted

was covered with thick,

find any shoes, so

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

for a few seconds before walking

designed with classic luxury in

few glances, she walked down the corridor.

a big, maze–like place.

in Epea. She was familiar with their

spiral staircase without making a sound.

busy in

they were all

ruffled behind her cars and a little messy, and her eyes were

was surprised to see her and greeted her respectfully. “Mrs. Fallon, why are you

hurried over and stood aside respectfully, awaiting

aback by them greeting her this way and was

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

the office because

had prepared and squatted next to Genevieve. “Mrs. Fallon, please

the servant and put on the shoes.

number of servants in the Lawrence

many.

liked noise, they hired only the

a beautiful garden, dotted with