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.

someone else. I feel no remorse for you. When my love for you was

life!”

couldn’t stop her tears at the thought of the

the wrong time and place. There was no way she could’ve kept the child.

couldn’t possibly look back on everything

even want to act anymore. All she

suddenly

his shock, Anthony immediately jumped

seemed to have lost all of

a dull pang

She wasn’t acting.

on strong feelings of agreement and grief

down, Genevieve. Stop thinking

struggled to push him away and staggered outside. “Go away. I changed my mind. I don’t want to be with you anymore. I don’t even want to look

by being too rough, Anthony let

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

her forehead. He was reluctant and

won’t hurt you,” he

shoved out the door before it was

believe his nonsense.

cold–hearted before he lost his memory. She couldn’t

memory.

change its spots. She no

he stood outside the room, listening to the restrained and

filled his chest, suffocating him.

while before turning around and returning to the living room.

the master bedroom was Goldie’s

were everywhere. It was leading a life of extravagance.

begun

his allergy had kept him from falling asleep just

around the room but couldn’t

driver and ask him to bring up

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was too concerned about her to leave

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

taken him

couldn’t claim innocence for everything

he had truly treated her that badly.

if he had felt nothing for her, why did he have such an intense and long–repressed

couch in dismay, wide

wasn’t coming out, Goldie

be inspecting its territory and regarded Anthony

and then, it would shake its shiny