Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 172

Genevieve slept so well that she didn’t take the servant’s hangover remedy.

Consequently, upon awakening the following day, she experienced a sensation of dizziness and a slight headache, leaving her feeling under the weather.

Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a golden sheen over the mural.

She gazed at the mural, a sense of familiarity washing over her.

After pondering briefly, a sudden recollection struck her, prompting her to sit up immediately.

She drank with Selene and Emilio last night.

“Why am I here?” she wondered.

She massaged her forehead, looking around. A blend of nostalgia and alienation welled up within her, sparking a profound sense of resistance.

She had unpleasant memories of this place, reminding her of how stupid she was.

She glanced down at her attire, frowning.

Fortunately, she didn’t feel uncomfortable.

After changing her clothes in the cloakroom, Genevieve immediately went downstairs.

She wanted to leave immediately but didn’t expect that she would see Quincey here.

At that same time, Anthony sat across from Quincey downstairs.

His demeanor was relaxed and subtly elegant, maintaining his characteristic aura.

Quincey tried to hide her anger from Anthony, but her complaint showed she was unhappy. “Who told you about Daniel? Is Kenneth not doing a good job? If he fails to meet expectations, I’ll find you an alternative until you’re completely satisfied. Daniel is too conceited and always makes decisions alone, so it’s better to replace him.”

Without changing his expression, Anthony took a sip of his coffee and spoke in an indifferent tone. “Daniel is skilled and has worked with me for three years, so don’t interfere in these small issues.”

The last sentence offended Quincey. She pondered, ‘Don’t interfere in these small issues? Doesn’t it imply that he knew Kenneth was the one I had arranged?!

Quincey felt a tightness in her chest and a surge of frustration,

Before the accident, Anthony had disregarded her advice, remaining indifferent to her.

Quincey thought she could control him after he lost his memory.

In just a matter of days, Anthony rapidly gained Influence. Whenever she reached out too eagerly, he would consistently and unmercifully thwart her efforts.

Quincey lost once more.

I’ll no

She paused and then took a deep breath. “Well, since you’ve made it clear that this is what you want, longer intervene. But when will you fetch Andrea back from Atharia? The Thomson family keeps asking me why she was left there alone.”

Quincey thought of Andrea, which led her to think of Genevieve as well.

more annoyed and

for excessive

in a hushed tone. “She encountered something in Atharia

when she noticed a pretty woman

changed instantly.

anxious that

with a warm and gentle expression.

Genevieve gazed at Quincey, her eyes devoid

and looked around. “Where is my dog?”

could talk, the golden retriever puppy rushed out of its bed, stepped on Genevieve’s feet, and rubbed its fluffy head against her

he saw

bent down and picked

she mistook this dirty dog for a stray dog, but it was actually a furry little golden retriever. It was so

adorable.

gloom she had felt when she

shocked and

came across as rude. Yet, Genevieve’s true identity compelled her to hold back the sarcastic remark she was tempted

a mere glance. “Ms. Lawrence, do you still love my son and have even moved

superior, Genevieve ended up confronting her. “Why are you so self–centered, Mrs. Hoffman? Seeing you this morning made me lose my

didn’t explain and went straight

his lips and

agitated, wondering, ‘How dare she say that I

sharp sarcasm. “Anthony is engaged now.

nearly

with

her gaze nonchalantly, pretending the incident hadn’t occurred. Yet, a trace of fear toward

gathered the garments beside him and uttered,

here less often.”

that even he couldn’t stand them, and neither

was likely experiencing profound distress within her marriage to the Hoffman family.

face turned pale. “You‘

Anthony slammed the

outside, Genevieve was already

going out for a drink. However, the moment she

induced a pounding headache in her.

off, her discomfort shielded her from noticing the darkness and stern expression that had taken over Anthony’s gaze behind her.

and faced the wind, its fur blowing

glanced at it and slowed down, worried it might jump out of the car.

believed it was fate

going home, she headed straight to the company.

leaving soon, and she had many responsibilities to take on, but there was limited time.

lounge in her office with clean clothes, which was

the golden retriever to Jasper and instructed, “Take care of it for a bit. I’m going

her, still dressed in yesterday’s attire. Without uttering another word, he nodded and led the

chewing papers and knocking over coffee cups, captured everyone’s attention and made them fond of

ultimately realized. “It is

requested that someone purchase dog food from the store located downstairs.