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

there simply wasn’t space for excessive contemplation at

in a hushed tone. “She encountered something in Atharia and is currently being cared for

nervously but stopped when she noticed a pretty woman

changed instantly. “Genevieve?”

anxious that she

this, Anthony glanced back with a warm

gazed at Quincey, her eyes devoid of any

straight down and looked around.

bed, stepped on Genevieve’s feet, and rubbed its fluffy head against

saw the

bent down and picked it up.

she mistook this dirty dog for a stray dog, but it was actually

adorable.

brightened, casting away the gloom she had felt

still a bit shocked and pointed at

identity compelled her to hold back

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

first, but because Quincey acted superior, Genevieve ended up confronting her. “Why are you so self–centered, Mrs. Hoffman? Seeing you this

went straight to the door.

pursed his lips and

was agitated, wondering, ‘How dare she say that I

is engaged now. Don’t

the door loudly, nearly hitting Anthony in

at Quincey with a gloomy

pretending the incident hadn’t occurred. Yet, a

chill settled in his heart. He gathered the garments beside him and

here less often.”

that even he couldn’t stand them, and

distress within her marriage to the Hoffman family.

face turned

could finish her words, Anthony slammed the

he stepped outside, Genevieve was

night, she chose a sports car before going out for a drink. However, the

voice induced a pounding headache

from noticing the darkness and stern expression that had taken over Anthony’s gaze

faced the wind, its

and slowed down, worried it might jump out of the

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

headed

many responsibilities to take on,

was a lounge in her office with clean clothes, which was very

as she arrived, she handed the golden retriever to Jasper and instructed, “Take care of it for a bit. I’m going to change my clothes.”

still dressed in yesterday’s attire. Without uttering

cups, captured everyone’s attention and made them fond

ultimately realized. “It is hungry!”

he requested that someone purchase dog food