Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 146

Chapter 146

Louis smiled as he looked at Genevieve’s stunned expression, softness creeping up to his sharp features.

“Do you like it?” he asked, referring to the show he had arranged.

After understanding him, Genevieve cocked her eyebrow and replied, “It’s okay!”

The sales assistants nearby paled at her response.

Louis, on the other hand, was unfazed by it.

Considering Genevieve’s background, she wouldn’t be surprised by such events; she was likely accustomed to them, and he had arranged something she was used to.

He smiled and suddenly reached out to hold her hand.

“Okay, I’ll take you somewhere that will surprise you,” he said confidently.

Genevieve was surprised by his gesture.

Louis‘ hand was warm and large. He held her hand without exerting pressure, yet it wasn’t loose.

The driver didn’t follow them.

The moment Genevieve got rid of the surveillance, her mood naturally improved.

They left the mall and took a leisure stroll toward the west.

In a place like Wildefield Street, the air was always filled with the scent of money.

The sky was gloomy, the breeze stirring through the bustling streets filled with cars.

Pedestrians appeared hurried, while some sat tiredly by the roadside.

They arrived at a nearby park.

There was a huge oval fountain in the middle.

Genevieve sat on a bench near it.

Louis released her hand and said, “Wait for me.”

He returned in less than a minute.

Then, he handed a bread to Genevieve.

Genevieve frowned and admitted honestly, “I’m not hungry.”

Louis pursed his lips, but unfortunately, he couldn’t hold back his laughter.

for you. Close your eyes,” he

Chapter 146

slightly and closed her

lifting

Genevieve understood him completely.

sensation

its wings and peck at the bread in her hand.

at the snow- white pigeon in surprise. Except for

move, captivated by the scene

her every time before

the crowded surroundings, it chose Genevieve.

made her

with amazement

handsome profile wore a gentle, albeit tired, expression as he looked at the snow–white pigeon with a

her time in the expensive, high–profile brand store just moments before.

finished the bread and left

patted her palm and turned

go of her

it has had enough,” he

speechless by it.

with two denim bags on his back and said, “Hello, would you like to write a letter to be opened five years from

was trying to market his

a common

she suspected the man might be a

about the logistics of mailing and the procedure, he requested two

accepted them helplessly.

don’t you write an email and set a timer instead?” she

her forehead with the pen before saying, “It’s more sincere to write it yourself. Do it, and I’ll take you to

proposal, wondering if it meant

replied and sat down on another bench with the

shook his head helplessly, and

go

home soon.

be opened five years later, completely unaware of each

to the young cowboy. He took their addresses, requested payment, and

she watched the

be buying products without after–sale service!” she pointed out.

as if he didn’t care about anything.

way home, they met

out of a shop with weapons in their

the bodyguards who had been nearby rushed out in an

instant.

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