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.

felt more annoyed and

simply wasn’t space for excessive

tone. “She encountered something in Atharia and is currently being cared for there, so she won’t return

nervously but stopped when she noticed a pretty

expression changed instantly.

that she couldn’t

glanced back with a

Quincey, her eyes devoid

down and looked around. “Where is my dog?”

rushed out of its bed, stepped on Genevieve’s feet,

felt disdain when he saw

down and

stray dog, but it

adorable.

gloom she

a bit shocked and pointed at Genevieve.

true identity compelled her to hold back the sarcastic remark she was tempted to

glance. “Ms. Lawrence, do you still love

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

didn’t explain and went straight to the

his lips and followed her without

she say that I made her lose her

with sharp sarcasm. “Anthony is engaged now. Don’t interfere and

door loudly, nearly

with a gloomy

hadn’t occurred. Yet, a trace

He gathered the garments beside

here less often.”

words were so harsh that even he couldn’t stand them, and neither could

Genevieve was likely experiencing profound distress within her marriage to

face turned pale. “You‘

could finish her words, Anthony slammed the door and left.

Genevieve was already

car before going out for a drink. However, the moment she

voice induced a

discomfort shielded her from noticing the darkness and

faced the wind, its fur blowing back as

at it and slowed down, worried it might jump out of

tender feeling in her heart and believed it was fate to form a

going home, she headed straight

many responsibilities to take on, but

her office with clean clothes, which

to Jasper and instructed, “Take care of it for a bit. I’m going to change my clothes.”

glance at her, still dressed in yesterday’s attire. Without uttering another

cups, captured everyone’s attention and made

“It is hungry!”

requested that someone purchase dog food from the store located