Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 200

Chapter 200

It was a shame Anthony couldn’t see that.

She just wanted to keep pretending she was asleep.

Suddenly, Anthony’s phone rang.

Frustrated, she rolled over and returned to her side of the bed.

Anthony declined the call before sitting up.

Under the glow of a dim wall lamp, the room was filled with a light aroma of essential oils.

Anthony knew she was awake. He didn’t rush her.

It was better to learn the past from her than from others.

It would be objective and straightforward.

Genevieve turned and sat up, drawing her hair up casually. Some stray locks fell, making her look sleepy and

languid.

Her features were gentle and beautiful in the soft glow.

She simply sat in silence. After a long while, she sighed, and her shoulders started to tremble inadvertently.

Perhaps this was the breaking point for her. When she recalled a specific moment from the past, she no longer

wanted to contain her emotions.

Stunned, Anthony looked up to see her crying.

“Genevieve, why are you cryingenue

  1. it. If you don’t want to tell me, then don’t,” he said.

It didn’t seem like Anthony had any experience consoling a woman. The confusing situation at hand sent him

into a panic.

He froze when his hand touched Genevieve’s face..

His hand was wet with her tears..

She wasn’t pretending.

Anthony’s heart sank.

The next second, Genevieve pushed him away, disgusted by his touch, and got up from the bed.

When my love for you was at its strongest, you dealt me a fatal blow. With your illegitimate child and mistress, you forced me into a divorce. You

life!”

at the thought of the unspoken child.

time and place. There was

couldn’t possibly look back on everything with a

want to act anymore. All she wanted was

suddenly hysterical.

Anthony immediately jumped down and hugged

to have lost all

a dull pang

She wasn’t acting.

strong feelings of agreement and grief in

sorry. Let’s stop. Calm down, Genevieve. Stop thinking about it. Il 3 an in sus pres

I don’t want

pushed Anthony away. Afraid of hurting her by being too rough, Anthony let her push him back.

closer to hug her. “All right, I’ll leave. Don’t be angry, and don’t come out in case you

lips brushed her forehead. He was

won’t hurt you,” he uttered.

out the door before

didn’t believe his

She couldn’t possibly expect

memory.

spots. She no longer held any expectations

the room, listening to the restrained and muffled crying

filled his chest,

before turning

the master bedroom

branded toys and clothes were everywhere. It was leading

neck had begun

from his allergy had kept him from

searched around the room but couldn’t find any allergy

him to

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was too concerned about her to leave now.

she had only kicked him out of the bedroom, not the house.

taken him aback.

couldn’t claim innocence for

had truly treated

he have such an intense and long–repressed fondness for her

couch in

Genevieve wasn’t coming out, Goldie moved

seemed to be inspecting its territory and regarded

its shiny blond coat beside

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