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

bulged slightly, and he

he wanted to

for a few seconds before brushing his fingers against her hair. “Let’s not dwell

a

was not a gracious person. Taking revenge was

now, and then she could

help

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

nodded. “Fine. Go ahead. I’ll

smiled and stood up

left the room, the servant took the

person, and his jaw tightened. “You can’t expose her identity. No one is allowed in,

replied the servant.

some time but had since accumulated a list of things to

through the night.

up, there was a beautiful

hear anything and

covered with thick,

shoes, so she went down

a little uncomfortable. ‘Maybe it’s been

for a few seconds before walking slowly toward the

at the corridor, which seemed to be designed with classic luxury in mind with exquisite decorations. Even the paintings were priceless

glances, she walked down the

a big, maze–like

Epea. She was familiar with

went down the spiral staircase without

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

they were

and her eyes were

greeted her respectfully.

aside respectfully, awaiting her

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

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

“Mr. Fallon has gone to the office because of something urgent. If

had prepared and squatted next to Genevieve. “Mrs. Fallon, please put these on.”

the servant and put on the shoes.

were a number of servants in the Lawrence family, but

many.

Samantha liked noise,

Outside the manor was a beautiful