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

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

but there was a chill in her gaze. “Of

gracious person. Taking revenge was a principle of

needed to get well now, and then she

help

said. “Get some rest. When you feel better,

Go ahead. I’ll take a

stood up to leave.

as he left the room, the servant

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

sir,” replied the

He had been home for some time but had since accumulated a list of things to sort out. Although

slept through the

she woke up, there was a beautiful dim

while, she didn’t hear anything and wanted

floor was covered with thick, expensive carpet.

didn’t find any shoes, so she went down

still felt a

paused for a few seconds before walking slowly toward the door.

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

few glances, she walked

big, maze–like place.

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

down the spiral staircase without

dozen servants keeping busy in an orderly manner, while. many others were

they were all

and her eyes

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

over and stood aside respectfully, awaiting her instructions.

her this way and was at a

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

has gone to the office because of something urgent. If you need anything, just tell

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

servant and

in the Lawrence family, but

many.

Darrell nor Samantha liked noise, they hired only the necessary

was a beautiful garden, dotted with quiet and