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 to keep calm.

so angry that he wanted

fingers against her hair. “Let’s not dwell on this. When the time comes, we won’t

but there was a

person. Taking revenge was a principle of

to get well now, and then she could take

couldn’t help coughing.

and said. “Get some rest. When you

“Fine. Go ahead. I’ll take

smiled and stood up to leave.

the

a different person, and his jaw tightened. “You can’t expose her identity.

replied

to the study. He had been home for some time but had since accumulated a list of things to sort out. Although

slept through

woke up, there was a beautiful dim glow in

anything and wanted to go downstairs.

covered with thick, expensive

any shoes, so she went

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

paused for a few seconds before walking

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

she walked down the

a big, maze–like place.

Epea. She was familiar with

the spiral staircase

dozen servants keeping busy in an orderly

they were all

her eyes

see her and greeted her

over and stood aside respectfully,

taken aback by them greeting her this way and was at

brushed it off and replied, “I’m coming down for a

because of something urgent.

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

and put

the Lawrence family, but nowhere near this

many.

Darrell nor Samantha liked noise, they hired only the

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