Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

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Emilio’s grip tightened on the wheel, frustration billowing inside him. ‘Is Anthony still a man?‘ he seethed inwardly, smoke practically pouring from his ears.

He couldn’t just step on the gas and bolt–not for the sake of public image but to safeguard Cosmo Group’s stocks. If they plummeted, his family would have his head on a spike.

Before he could react, Emilio found himself yanked from the car and tossed onto the pavement by Anthony. As he scrambled to comprehend the situation, Anthony effortlessly slid back into the driver’s seat and sped off.

At the entrance, Daniel, just about to greet a client, watched Anthony drive away, eyes bulging in shock.

He wasn’t mistaken; the woman beside Anthony was indeed Genevieve!

His heart churned with a mixture of bitterness and complexity. That night’s social event was a bust, with Anthony standing up to the client. ‘Well, this isn’t the first time Mr. Hoffman has prioritized Ms. Lawrence over the business.” He shrugged inwardly.

Inside the car, Genevieve, oblivious to the swift change in drivers, cuddled a scruffy puppy that boldly stuck its tongue out at Anthony.

Anthony grimaced and looked away, considering making her get rid of it. But upon seeing Genevieve’s adoring expression, he thought better of it.

‘She’s drunk. I’ll dispose of it when she wakes up, he mused.

On their way, Anthony suddenly realized that he had no idea where she lived, which filled him with a profound sense of emptiness. “This is not how things are supposed to be between us,’ he thought.

The car made a turn, pulling up at Clearfield Mansion, a place Daniel had described as their new home, which Anthony hadn’t visited since his memory loss.

The villa’s lights glowed warmly as they arrived, hinting at the staff’s presence. Overwhelmed with eagerness, Genevieve pushed the door open the moment Anthony parked. Misinterpreting her actions as an attempt to escape, Anthony instinctively moved to block her.

However, Genevieve’s urge wasn’t to flee but a desperate battle against the nausea from the ride. The motion sickness from the convertible ride had been too much. When Anthony pulled her back, it was the last straw. Clutching the puppy close, she leaned forward and vomited on him.

Anthony froze, unable to evade the situation.

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twinge of anger as Genevieve vomited on herself to protect the dog. But then, he realized that he couldn’t argue with a stray dog. Sighing, he picked up Genevieve and the dog and strode into the

resilient, could hardly recognize anyone at that point.

entered, the servant was taken aback by his sudden appearance. “Mr. Hoffman, why are you…” she began but then noticed Genevieve’s

around the villa, feeling a sense of familiarity wash

Flowers still

interior design exuded warmth

seemed to retain the style and details of

feeling

there for a few seconds before speaking

that the instruction was for her. She promptly set down

she had been diligent in her duties these

villa was unchanged from

of emotions he couldn’t quite grasp. Certain fragments flashed through his mind

The

quiet slumber. Her fair skin and bright red lips contrasted with a slight frown, suggesting a troubled

carefully laid Genevieve on the bed, where the puppy cautiously peeked out

licking Genevieve’s palm, seemingly to wake her

head and handed it to the servant. “Wash it

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taking the dog. As she turned to leave, she struggled to process

they shared the closest bond in the whole house, so he didn’t feel the need to

her than the servant, right?” he pondered.

into the bathtub. The

of the water. However, Anthony repeatedly. pushed her back down, allowing only her head

cursing vehemently, “Damn it! Are you trying to

temperature, thinking Genevieve might be

was thinking, she’d curse me,‘

out of the bathtub, cursing as she

went to the cloakroom, changed into pajamas, and headed straight to the bedroom