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

he controlled his expression immediately to

he wanted to commit murder.

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

was a chill in her gaze. “Of

not a gracious person. Taking

well now, and then she could take

help

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

ahead. I’ll take

and stood up to leave.

he left the room, the servant

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

sir,” replied

a list of things to sort out. Although he’d been back

through the

woke up, there was a beautiful

while, she didn’t hear anything and wanted to

floor was covered with thick,

didn’t find any shoes, so she went down

still felt a little uncomfortable. ‘Maybe it’s

paused for a few seconds before walking slowly toward

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

few glances, she walked down the corridor.

big, maze–like place.

many such manors in Epea. She was familiar with their general structures,

down the spiral staircase without making a

busy in an orderly manner, while. many others were

were all

cars and a little messy, and her eyes were exquisite. This did nothing to hide her

see her and greeted her respectfully. “Mrs. Fallon, why

and stood aside

greeting her this way and was at

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

Fallon has gone to the office because of something

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

the servant and

were a number of servants in the Lawrence family, but nowhere near

many.

neither Darrell nor Samantha liked noise, they

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