Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 392

Grandma Margaret sighed,

“No one has come to chat with us for a long time.”

“Isn’t Anthony also in the hospital?”

“Anthony has a broken leg now. He is very self–abased, unwilling to see others and likes to lose his temper. We all think that he is about to jump off the building in depression. Frank and I are going to kill him”

Grandma Margaret murmured to herself.

Genevieve’s eyes widened.

Is it that serious?

Last time she went there, Anthony secretly said that she was a vicious Daisy!

She was so energetic that no one could compete with her.

How could he be so depressed and self–abased that he jumped off a building?

“Grandma Margaret, are you overthinking it?”

“Mr. Gen, this is a scandal of the Hoffman family. Don’t let it get out. Grandma Margaret told you as her own person.

“Do you know why Anthony had a car accident?”

“I don’t know. Didn’t you say there was a traffic accident?”

Genevieve’s heart skipped a beat.

Grandma Margaret sighed softly and felt–distressed,

“He is a racing driver who won the championship. How could he have an accident?

Before he drove off, he went to the Lawrence mansion where his mother and lover were moving things from the Hoffman family. He quarreled with them.

His mother didn’t care about him at all. Now that his mother was pregnant, she only cared about Louis and the baby in her belly, so she wanted to eat meat by stepping on the threshold of the Hoffman family.

He just didn’t know what to say.

After you got married, he couldn’t handle the relationship between his mother and daughter–in–law. That was because he still had hope for Quincey as a mother.

But look, after his father died, his mother showed her true colors without scruples. If it weren’t for his mother, how could he have had a car accident?”

Grandma Margaret’s words made Genevieve’s chest shake slightly.

Her heart beat fast, thinking that after she divorced Anthony, Quincey didn’t respect her at all.

No matter how embarrassed Anthony was, Quincey didn’t care about him.

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From this point of view, Anthony was really a little pitiful.

This time, Quincey actually had someone else’s child and even confronted Anthony openly. How could Anthony calm

down?

more he acted indifferent, the

that Anthony has become a poor, unwanted

kept silent for a long time.

help but

Gen, for the sake of his death, you should persuade him

pursed her lips and felt relieved.

know, Grandma Margaret. I’ll go and persuade

leave it to you. Grandma Margaret is about to take the medicine. Bye!”

hung up the phone without giving Genevieve a chance to

Genevieve:

for her to go there too often, she

meant.

soft spot in Anthony’s heart.

ask him

did was a

go into the private kitchen and pack some of Anthony’s favorite meals. Then

3 3

arrived at

except for the bodyguards outside, there was no one inside.

skipped a beat.

the door and go in.

no sign of Anthony inside..

“Where is she?”

out and

bodyguard pursed his lips and said,/Anthony doesn’t want us to know where he is.”

Another bodyguard said,

when I went

Genevieve’s heart sank.

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Grandma Margaret’s words, she inevitably had a had feeling.

upset?” she

immediately put down her things and ran to

pursed his lips and asked, “Why did Anthony go to the rooftop for a smoke?”

smoking in the hospital. Every time you smoke, it will trigger

Lindsey nodded. “Okay!”

pushed open the iron gate on the rooftop.

in a wheelchair beside the rooftop, near the

beside him, and his sleeve rolled up to his forearm. The blue veins were slender and

His back was

this. Genevieve’s

so depressed as if he could disappear here anytime and anywhere.

the distance, which could not be dispersed. The visibility was only about 200 meters.

here enjoying the traffic, is he?

fragile as if he could bend down at any time, disappearing under the rooftop and into the

little current through, that kind of with somewhat flustered heart, can

and stepped forward as if nothing had happened. Her footsteps were very light, but she

sound.

didn’t move, as if he was completely immersed in