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 calm.

so angry that he wanted to commit murder.

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

but there was a

was not a gracious person. Taking revenge was a

now, and then

help coughing.

her back and said. “Get some rest. When you feel better, I’ll take you

ahead. I’ll take a nap.”

smiled and stood

soon as he left the room, the servant

his jaw tightened. “You can’t expose her identity. No

sir,” replied the servant.

some time but had since accumulated a list of things to

through

woke up, there was a beautiful dim glow in

she didn’t hear anything

was covered with thick, expensive carpet.

shoes, so she went

she still felt a little

for a few seconds before walking slowly toward

designed with classic luxury

glances, she walked down the corridor.

a big, maze–like

also had many such manors in Epea. She was familiar with their general structures, so she was not too surprised.

down the spiral staircase without making a sound.

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

were all Aplothian.

a little messy, and her eyes were exquisite. This

and greeted her respectfully. “Mrs. Fallon, why are you

and stood aside respectfully, awaiting her instructions.

taken aback by them greeting her this way and was at a loss.

replied, “I’m coming down for a walk to get some air. Where

office because of something urgent. If you need anything, just

to get the shoes she had prepared and squatted next to Genevieve. “Mrs.

thanked the servant and put on

in the Lawrence

many.

neither Darrell nor Samantha liked noise, they hired only the necessary

beautiful garden, dotted with