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 controlled

so angry that he wanted to commit

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

but there was a chill in her gaze. “Of

a gracious person. Taking revenge

well now, and then she could

help

some rest. When you

nodded. “Fine. Go ahead. I’ll take a nap.”

and stood up to

the

to have morphed into a different person, and his jaw tightened. “You can’t expose her identity. No

replied the servant.

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

through the

a beautiful dim glow in the

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

was covered with thick, expensive carpet.

find any shoes, so she

felt a little uncomfortable. ‘Maybe

a few seconds before

the door and looked at the corridor, which seemed to be designed with classic

few glances, she walked down the

a big, maze–like

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

the spiral staircase without

more than a dozen servants keeping busy in an orderly manner,

were

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

her respectfully.

over and stood aside

was momentarily taken aback by them greeting her this way and

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

respectfully, “Mr. Fallon has gone to the office because of

went to get the shoes she had prepared and squatted next to Genevieve. “Mrs. Fallon, please put these

servant and put

were a number of servants in the Lawrence family,

many.

Samantha liked noise, they hired only the necessary staff.

Outside the manor was a beautiful garden,