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

he controlled his

was so angry that he wanted to commit

his fingers against her hair. “Let’s not

elegantly, but there was a

not a gracious person. Taking revenge was

needed to get well now, and

help coughing.

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

Go ahead. I’ll take a

stood up

left the room, the servant

a different person, and his jaw tightened. “You can’t expose her identity. No one is allowed in, nor

replied the servant.

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

through the night.

woke up, there was a beautiful dim glow in the

hear anything and wanted to go

with thick, expensive carpet.

shoes, so she went

felt a

a few seconds before walking slowly toward the

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

she walked

a big,

family also had many such manors in Epea. She was familiar

went down the spiral staircase

than a dozen servants keeping busy in an

they were all Aplothian.

and her eyes were exquisite. This

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

hurried over and stood aside respectfully,

her

and replied, “I’m coming down for a walk to get

because of something urgent. If you need

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

the servant and put on

number of servants in the Lawrence family, but

many.

noise, they hired only

looked outside. Outside the manor was a beautiful garden, dotted with quiet