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

slightly, and he

that he wanted

against her hair. “Let’s not dwell

smiled elegantly, but there was a chill in her gaze.

not a gracious person. Taking revenge was

get well now, and then she could

help

When you feel better, I’ll take you out

Go ahead. I’ll take

and stood up to leave.

as he left the room, the servant took

jaw tightened. “You can’t expose her identity. No one is allowed in, nor

sir,” replied the

of things to sort out. Although

slept through the night.

woke up, there was a beautiful dim glow in the

anything and wanted

with thick, expensive

shoes, so she went down barefoot.

still felt a little uncomfortable. ‘Maybe

a few seconds before walking slowly toward

which seemed to be designed with classic luxury in mind with exquisite decorations.

few glances, she

big, maze–like place.

was familiar

spiral staircase without making a sound.

busy in an orderly manner, while. many others

they were all

hair was ruffled behind her cars and a little messy, and her eyes were exquisite. This did nothing to

her and greeted her respectfully.

over and stood aside respectfully,

momentarily taken aback by them greeting her this way and was

coming down for a

“Mr. Fallon has gone to the office because of something urgent. If you need anything, just tell us.”

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

and put

the

many.

neither Darrell nor Samantha liked noise, they hired

the manor was a beautiful