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

Louis‘ forehead bulged slightly, and he controlled his expression immediately

was so angry that he wanted to commit

his fingers against her hair. “Let’s not dwell on this.

elegantly, but there was a

person. Taking revenge was

and then

couldn’t help

you

Go ahead. I’ll

smiled and stood up to

left the room, the servant took the plate

have morphed into a different person, and his jaw tightened. “You can’t expose her identity. No one is allowed in, nor can

sir,” replied the

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 he barely had time for a break.

through

there was a

didn’t hear anything and wanted to go downstairs.

floor was covered with thick,

any shoes, so

felt a

paused for a few seconds before

at the corridor, which seemed to be designed with classic luxury

she walked down the

big,

such manors in Epea. She was

went down the spiral staircase without making

keeping busy in an orderly manner, while. many

were

little messy, and her eyes were exquisite. This did

her and greeted her respectfully. “Mrs. Fallon,

stood aside respectfully, awaiting her instructions.

greeting her this way and

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

office because of something urgent. If you

and squatted next to

the servant and

of servants in the

many.

nor Samantha liked noise, they hired only the necessary staff.

manor was a beautiful garden, dotted with quiet and elegant lights.