Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 51 Upon arriving at the hotel, Jasper and Lydia walked Genevieve to the door of the room.

“Ms. Lawrence, you're injured, so why don’t you go hand rest? Mr. Lawrence is worried about you,” uttered Jasper.

Genevieve smiled and glanced at her arm. “Tomorrow’s meeting is more important. I'll leave the day after t you can stay for the last two days.” tomorrow, and At first, Jeffrey was going to pick her up immediately, but she talked her way out of it and bought herself one more day.

In her book, it would be a waste if she simply gave up halfway without following through with her original plan.

Then cJasper’s response. “I'll get someone to serve you dinner right to your doorstep later.” “Sure.” Genevieve did not refuse. After getting all worked up, she was really starving.

packs after her shower.

Lydia cheerfully went to buy a lot of local snacks, and Genevieve had just tasted sof the snacks Before tucking herself in, Genevieve stumbled upon a message from Louis: [See you tomorrow.] He had always been a man of few words. Saying that only signified that he would be making an appearance the next day as well.

Instead of replying to that, Genevieve turned off her PRY and got ready for bed.

The next day soon arrived.

Since Genevieve's arm had been injured, she covered it under her coat during the meeting.

She sat in the front row, and as the only woman in the front row, she was naturally noticeable.

Anthony was sitting to her right, probably in a seat he had deliberately arranged.

When the meeting was ongoing, the man beheld Genevieve’s rosy profile, having an indescribable sensation of softness toward that woman.

In the solemn meeting, the group of people paid attention only to what was delivered on stage.

Anthony, for one, was absent-minded, trying to direct his line of sight at the woman beside him from tto time.

Genevieve, in turn, did not even bat an eyelid and just stared at the speaker on stage, smiling the entire while and completely turning a blind eye to Anthony's gaze.

They all had drinks served by their seats, yet Genevieve had not taken a single sip.

After a while, Anthony passed an order to the assistant behind him. Quick as a wink, the assistant fetched him a cup coffee.

Instead of drinking it, Anthony handed it to Genevieve.

That scene instantly attracted the attention of the people sitting behind.

They were all aware of Anthony's relationship with Genevieve.

It was just that things had gotten ugly all over the Internet, so they presumed that Anthony and Genevieve would be in a state of hostility and never get along with one another. Little did any of them expect to witness how Anthony had never once looked away from Genevieve. Not only that, but he even offered the lady a cup of coffee.

There was no response from Genevieve, but neither did Anthony retract his hands.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Genevieve noticed that even the speaker on stage had slowed down the pace to observe the two of them in the audience.

Genevieve pursed her lips and naturally took the coffee from Anthony's hands.

Anthony’s mien softened in an instant.

‘Look how touched she is!" he mused.

He believed that as long as he pressed on, the woman would learn how sincere he was.

Watching the juicy gossip unfolding in just a few minutes, the spectators all had countless thoughts flashed through their minds In a few moments, the meeting adjourned for a short break.

Anthony was soon surrounded by people swarming toward him to exchange pleasantries.

Genevieve took the opportunity to leave.

In the meantime, Louis landed. He left his luggage with his assistant and went to join the meeting himself.

As soon as he entered, he glanced around and coincidentally saw Genevieve standing in the corner taking her medicine.

A pucker creased his forehead. He approached her with wide strides. “What's the matter? Did you hurt yourself?” His voice was gentle and filled with solicitude.

Genevieve froze for a fleeting moment, looked up at him, and smiled. “Mr. Fallon, it’s nothing. What brings you here all of a sudden? It did not occur to her that Louis field of expertise would involve projects in domestic politics.

Louis lowered his gaze and chuckled. “I simply think of showing up, but I'm more worried about you.” Genevieve failed to catch on to the meaning behind those words. She arched her eyebrows on that note. “Oh, that’s great! Let's exchange seats!” No longer could she bear sitting in her seat.

That made sense, for Anthony seemed to have pinned his gaze on her, and she had no idea what was up with that man.

One thing was for sure, his attitude toward Genevieve had done a one-eighty, if not unexpectedly, ever since he learned the Chapter 61 MM M truth about Rosalie’s child.

Yet, the initiative he had taken to please her was pointless and irksto her.

She had long since moved on after suffering from countless despairs.

From her perspective, Anthony's intention only stemmed from his unwillingness to accept that she would be better off without him in her life.

Louis raised his eyebrows and said gladly, “All right.” Thus began the second half of the meeting.

Anthony barely left his seat, and he even prepared coffee and dessert for Genevieve, waiting expectantly for her return.

A few minutes later, someone ultimately took the seat beside him.

As Anthony passed over the coffee, he saw the person beside him, and his visage darkened at once. “Why are you here?” Louis curled his lips upward and met Anthony's eyes with his frosty gaze. “Yup, it’s yours truly.” Anthony’s gaze suddenly becsharp. When he was about to stand up and look for Genevieve, Louis smirked contemptuously and said in a low voice, “Take my advice and don’t do this to yourself, Mr. Hoffman. Save yourself the dignity. Ms. Lawrence offered to exchange seats with me. | wonder who's she trying to avoid?” Anthony frowned deeply, and immediately, he was engulfed by an aura so thick and gloomy.

Before the meeting cto an end, Anthony left in advance.

Everyone else lamented for not getting to see more interactions between that ex-couple.

As Genevieve sat in the audience, she was informed of the reason Anthony made an early exit - Rosalie had been stabbed.

Jasper was the one who broke the news to her while wearing a grave countenance. “Ms. Lawrence, | heard from the doctor that Rosalie was injured in a spot similar to yours, but she ended up much worse than you did.” Arching a brow, Genevieve flashed a casual smile. “At long last, a divine judgment!” She was amused by the fact that someone else had already done her that favor in her stead.

Jasper pursed his lips at that. “At that time, there was a patient’s family member kicking up a fuss in the hospital.

Rosalie went to Rubberneck and got unlucky.” “Serves her right.” Genevieve let out a chuckle, unperturbed.

Jasper thought for a moment and voiced, “Rosalie sobbed and asserted that it was you who sent someone to go after her because you hate her!” Genevieve laughed after hearing that claim. “She really never wished to leavealone at any time!” Her gaze turned all the grimmer as the corner of her mouth twitched. Other than that, no other expression marred her face.

On the way back, Louis was on the phone, and something along the lines of “injury,” “hospital,” and “money” sounded from the other end of the line While listening to that, Genevieve gradually snapped out of her confusion After Louis hung up the call, she asked him, “Are you the one responsible for what happened to Rosalie?” Louis merely grinned as he eyed her. “She picked on you. | only taught her a tiny lesson” Genevieve blinked, her cold eyes shining a touch of complexity Never would she have anticipated to learn that Louis had long been informed of Rosalie’s accident To think that Louis cto her in a hurry and left the meeting alongside her just to pay Rosalie back on her behalf.

For a moment there, Genevieve could suddenly feel herself letting down her guard for a bit against that man before her eyes.

She did not think that being shielded by someone would elevate her mood that way.

Back in the hospital, Rosalie bawled her lungs out. The stitches on her arm were killing her.

What rotten luck is this? she yelled in her heart.

Seeing Anthony step in, she could not help but cover her face and weep again. The doctors around exchanged looks with each other in bewilderment and dared not make a sound.

Looking at the mess, Anthony was quite annoyed Comparing that to the night before when Genevieve did not shed a single tear even during treatment, he seemed to feel rather sorry for Genevieve “What happened?’ His tone was heavy