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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puppy whimpered, hiding completely

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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 resilient, could hardly recognize anyone at that

sudden appearance. “Mr. Hoffman, why are you…” she began but then noticed Genevieve’s state and immediately stepped

then glanced around the villa, feeling a sense

Flowers still

and the interior design exuded warmth despite

retain the style and details of its absent

of it, leaving him feeling hollow inside,

few seconds before speaking slowly. “Go run the bathwater.”

down the items in

had been diligent in her duties these

unchanged from Anthony’s

neat bedroom, with cosmetics still on the dresser, causing a stir of emotions he

The

Her fair skin and bright red lips contrasted with a slight frown, suggesting

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

glanced at Anthony, occasionally licking Genevieve’s palm, seemingly to wake her from the perceived danger.

at the dirty stray dog, Anthony lifted its head and handed it

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to leave, she struggled to process the situation. She remembered Anthony’s supposed

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

than the

Genevieve directly into

struggled to get out of the water. However, Anthony repeatedly. pushed her back down, allowing only her head to

cursing vehemently, “Damn it! Are you trying

He had raised the water temperature, thinking Genevieve might be cold,

was thinking, she’d curse me,‘ he thought.

climbed out of the bathtub, cursing as she

she had memories of the place. She went to the cloakroom, changed into pajamas, and headed straight