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 wanted

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

was a chill

Taking revenge was a principle of hers.

needed to get well now, and then

help coughing.

rest. When you feel better, I’ll take you out for a

ahead. I’ll

stood up

the room, the servant took

“You can’t

sir,” replied

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

slept through the

was a beautiful dim glow in the room.

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

with thick, expensive

shoes, so

still felt a little uncomfortable. ‘Maybe it’s been too

for a few seconds before

opened the door and looked at the corridor, which seemed to be designed with classic luxury in mind with exquisite decorations.

few glances, she walked down the

a big,

had many such manors in Epea. She was familiar with their general structures, so she was not too

down the spiral staircase

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

they were

and a little messy, and her eyes were exquisite.

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

stood aside respectfully,

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

and replied, “I’m coming down for a

gone to the office because

went to get the shoes she had prepared and squatted next

the servant and put on the

the Lawrence

many.

Samantha liked noise,

Outside the manor was a beautiful