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 controlled his expression immediately to keep

he wanted to

seconds before brushing his fingers against her hair. “Let’s not dwell on this. When the time

a chill in her gaze. “Of

was not a gracious person. Taking revenge was a principle

well now, and

help coughing.

rest. When you feel better, I’ll take you

ahead. I’ll take

and stood up to

soon as he left the room, the servant

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

replied

time but had since accumulated a list of things to sort out. Although he’d been back for a while, he was

slept through the

she woke up, there was a beautiful dim glow

anything and wanted to go downstairs.

floor was covered with thick, expensive

any shoes, so she went down

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

few seconds before

looked at the corridor, which seemed to be designed with classic luxury in mind

she walked down the

was a big, maze–like

many such manors in Epea. She was familiar with their

down the spiral staircase without making a sound.

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

they were all Aplothian.

messy, and her eyes were exquisite. This did nothing to hide her dazzling beauty.

see her and greeted her respectfully. “Mrs. Fallon, why are you here?”

stood aside respectfully,

by them greeting her

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

gone to the office because of something

she had prepared and squatted next to

and

the Lawrence family, but nowhere near

many.

neither Darrell nor Samantha liked noise, they hired only the

looked outside. Outside the manor was a beautiful garden,