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.

for you. When my love for

life!”

the thought of

was no way she could’ve kept

couldn’t possibly look back on everything with a

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

was suddenly hysterical.

Anthony immediately jumped down

to have lost all of its

a dull pang in his

She wasn’t acting.

brought on strong feelings of agreement and grief

sorry. Let’s stop. Calm down, Genevieve. Stop thinking about it. Il

mind. I don’t want

her by being too rough, Anthony let her push

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

forehead. He

hurt you,” he

was shoved out the door before it

didn’t believe his

lost his memory. She couldn’t possibly

memory.

no longer held any

the room, listening

his chest, suffocating

while before turning around and returning to

bedroom was Goldie’s

It was leading

neck had begun

kept him

searched around the room but couldn’t find any

to call his driver and ask him to

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was too concerned about

kicked him out of the bedroom, not the house.

reactions had taken

for everything he’d

had truly treated her that

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

sat on the couch in

wasn’t coming out, Goldie moved about Anthony

be inspecting its territory and regarded Anthony as the object of

its shiny blond coat beside him.

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