Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

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.

remorse for you. When my love for you was at its strongest, you dealt me a fatal blow. With your illegitimate child and

life!”

couldn’t stop her tears at the thought of

and place. There was

look back on everything with a

didn’t even want to act anymore. All she wanted was to be away

was suddenly hysterical.

immediately jumped

have lost all

a dull pang in his

She wasn’t acting.

strong feelings of agreement

Stop thinking about it. Il 3 an

staggered outside. “Go away. I changed my mind. I don’t want to be with you

of hurting her by being too rough, Anthony let

look, he sighed and moved closer to hug her. “All right, I’ll leave. Don’t be angry, and don’t come out in case you catch a cold.

cold lips brushed her forehead. He was reluctant and

I won’t hurt you,” he uttered.

door before it was slammed

didn’t believe his nonsense.

memory. She couldn’t

memory.

She no longer held

the room, listening to the restrained and

his chest, suffocating

stood there for quite a while before turning around and returning to the

the master bedroom was Goldie’s territory.

branded toys and clothes were everywhere. It was leading a life

neck had begun to

rashes from his allergy had kept

the room but couldn’t find any allergy

had to call his driver and ask him to bring up the prepared clothes and allergy

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about her to

had only kicked him out of the bedroom, not

reactions had taken him aback.

innocence for

wondered if he had truly treated her that

for her, why did he have such an intense and long–repressed

couch in dismay,

Genevieve wasn’t coming out,

regarded Anthony as the object of its inspection.

shake its shiny