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.

she felt more annoyed and

simply wasn’t space for excessive contemplation at

in Atharia and is currently being cared for there,

nervously but stopped when she noticed

expression changed instantly. “Genevieve?”

so anxious that she couldn’t think.

Anthony glanced back with a warm and

Genevieve gazed at Quincey, her eyes

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

bed, stepped on Genevieve’s feet, and rubbed

disdain when he saw the dog tawning uver E

down and

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

adorable.

mood slightly brightened, casting away the gloom she had felt when

bit shocked and pointed at Genevieve. “Why are

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

smile with a mere glance. “Ms. Lawrence, do you still love my son and

up confronting her. “Why are you

explain and went straight

lips and followed her without

say

resist responding with sharp sarcasm. “Anthony is engaged now. Don’t interfere and ruin their relationship!”

door loudly, nearly

looked at Quincey with a gloomy

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

in his heart. He gathered the garments beside him

here less often.”

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

Genevieve was likely experiencing profound distress within

face turned pale.

Anthony

outside, Genevieve was already starting the car.

out for a drink. However, the moment she sat

thunderous voice induced a pounding headache in her.

off, her discomfort shielded her from noticing the darkness and stern expression

wind, its fur blowing back as it excitedly tried to jump up.

at it and slowed down, worried it

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

going home, she headed straight

soon, and she had many responsibilities to take on, but there

her office with clean clothes, which was very convenient.

handed the golden retriever to Jasper and instructed, “Take care of

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

like chewing papers and knocking over coffee cups, captured everyone’s

realized. “It is

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