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

on Louis‘ forehead bulged slightly, and he

that he

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

there was a chill

Taking revenge was a principle of hers.

and then she

help coughing.

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

Go ahead. I’ll take a

stood up to leave.

as he left the room, the servant took the plate

frowned. He seemed to have morphed into a different person, and his jaw tightened. “You can’t expose her

sir,” replied the servant.

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 night.

was a beautiful dim glow in

she didn’t hear anything and wanted to go

with thick, expensive carpet.

so she went down

a little

a few seconds before walking slowly

with

she walked down the corridor.

a big, maze–like

Epea. She was familiar with their general structures, so she was not too surprised.

staircase without

a dozen servants keeping busy

were

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

was surprised to see her and greeted her respectfully. “Mrs.

aside

her this way and was

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

“Mr. Fallon has gone to the office because of something urgent. If you need

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

the servant and put

number of servants in the Lawrence family, but nowhere

many.

nor Samantha liked noise,

the manor was a beautiful garden, dotted with quiet