Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild ( Genevieve)

Chapter 48

Anthony’s eyes darkened, a sharp glint flashing across as he pursed his lips.

He looked at Genevieve, noticing she was emotionless, indifferent, and distant.

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Anthony was relieved to see Louis not pestering her by chasing after her.

He stared at Louis with cold eyes and spoke in a frightening voice. “Mr. Fallon, stop coveting other people’s wives, or you’ll pay for the consequences.”

Louis chuckled and refuted fearlessly, “Ex–wife.”

The two men’s aura were equally matched. It was difficult to determine who would win.

Anthony narrowed his eyes threateningly and slowly smirked. “The ex–wife is also mine. It’s only because you look slightly similar to me that she spared you another look. Heh, you’re just a substitute.” He raised an eyebrow and did not hide the contempt in his eyes.

Louis immediately squinted.

A sudden chill crept into the air.

He came here for business, and the other party was still waiting in the private room upstairs. When someone came downstairs to invite him back, Louis turned around and left without hesitation.

Anthony loosened his collar and sat where Genevieve had been sitting, his face dark with no sign of satisfaction from the

victory.

Brendan, who was hiding in the corner, finally dared to come out and said, “You’re so brave for starting a fight, Tony!”

He gave a subtle thumbs–up.

Even he did not expect the video he secretly took to make Anthony have such a big reaction.

Brendan almost thought he was about to eat the person alive just now.

Anthony took a sip from the wineglass. He tasted bitterness as the acrid liquid flowed down his throat.

Every time he thought of the scene just now, he felt inexplicably furious.

He felt a helplessness he could do nothing about toward Genevieve.

He wanted to make it up to her, but she would not give him a chance.

She could dance with Louis and be intimate with him.

Yet, she resented Anthony’s touch at the slightest bit.

She was not like this before.

She used to touch him gingerly, rejoicing in his caresses and responding eagerly.

However, Anthony could no longer see such a Genevieve.

After a few drinks, Anthony’s eyes turned slightly scarlet.

He spoke. “She ignored me.”

“Isn’t that normal?“”

Brendan said with a smile, “Isn’t that normal?”

Anthony’s eyes were deep and dark, like the bottomless sea. His voice was hoarse as he spoke with difficulty. “I regret it.”

‘I should’ve handled Rosalie and Samson in a better way.

‘I shouldn’t have destroyed her pride and feelings so directly, making her utterly disappointed in me,’ he pondered.

Brendan paused, looked at him sideways, and spoke hesitantly. “It’s no use regretting, Tony. If I were Genevieve, I wouldn’t forgive you either.”

‘Anthony is a jerk!

Luckily, I’m not a woman, nor do I like him, Brendan thought.

Anthony was silent for a moment, the corner of his eyes red.

Brendan sensed something was off and turned to look at him.

Then, he saw Anthony exuding a chilling aura while wiping a glistening droplet from the corner of his eye.

Brendan’s jaw dropped in shock. He asked, “Tony, are you crying?”

He hurriedly took out his phone to record this memorable moment.

Anthony actually cried because of Genevieve.

“I’m not!” Anthony retorted directly.

The corners of Brendan’s mouth twitched.

He exclaimed, “You’re screwed. You’re in love with her!”

Anthony froze slightly as he frowned deeply.

He did not believe he would fall in love with someone else.

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Brendan froze. He replied: [I was wrong. Gen!]

He cowardly took Genevieve’s side.

Anthony Immediately felt hopeless.

Anthony was still immersed in his own world and could not help but mumble to himself, “Who does Louis think he is? Isn’t he just a substitute? I’ve been her husband for three years, and she loved me deeply. It’s natural for her to hate me, but her love for me is real. I should take the Initiative. Once her heart softens, she’ll forgive mal”

Brendan could not help interrupting, “Stop dreaming, Tony. It’s not that simple.”

Anthony stood up confidently and glanced at Brendan condescendingly, shouting, “You know nothing!”

With that, he walked out in wide strides.

Brendan paused momentarily and shook his head.

He may not understand Anthony, but even Brendon knew to get rid of Rosalle the homewrecker before anything else. Unfortunately, Anthony missed the point.

A few days later, Genevieve went to Xifport to attend an international forum and Immediately looked into a project. Genevieve led the people to the hotel but unexpectedly ran into Anthony leading his men, too.

They were on the same

floor but in different suites.

She pretended she saw nothing and returned to her room to organize her things.

Anthony’s eyes darkened as he hesitated to speak.

Soon, the doorbell rang.

Lydia, the female assistant following Genevieve, went to the door to open it and was shocked as she looked at the

entrance.

“It’s roses, Ms. Lawrence,” she said.

However, the person who sent the flowers was gone.

There was also a card attached.

After Lydia handed it to Genevieve, the latter glanced at it, read the threatening words on the card, and stuffed it back into the bouquet.

“Throw the flowers out” Genevieve ordered.

Lydia froze momentarily, nodded, and put it in the bin near the entrance.

Five minutes later, they left the room.

Coincidentally, Anthony and Daniel were waiting for the elevator.

There were only two suites and elevators on the same floor.

Lydia could not help but look at the elevator in their direction. Daniel cleared his throat and provided an explanation, “Uh, the elevator on that side is out of order.”

Anthony glanced at Genevieve and stared at the roses discarded in the corner, which caused him to feel heaviness in his

heart.

“You don’t like roses?” he asked in a deep voice.

Genevieve looked at him. After a few seconds, she parted her lips and spoke straightforwardly. “I don’t like roses from you.”

He had never given her flowers before their divorce.

Even the gifts were chosen by Daniel.

After the divorce, she received two rose bouquets instead.

She found it rather laughable.

Anthony’s face darkened. He was furious but had to suppress his anger.

Soon, the elevator arrived.

Anthony waited for Genevieve to enter, while no one else moved.

Genevieve did not want to ride the elevator with him, but he seemed insistent that everyone would not leave until she did.

Without a choice, she went into the elevator.

Anthony also followed inside.

Daniel was about to enter when Anthony blocked him and Lydia.

He said, “You can take the next one. The elevator can’t fit everyone.”

Lydia’s eyes

widened, utterly confused, as she looked at the empty elevator with room for more than 20 people.

Daniel was speechless.

The meeting lasted until night.

The sky was already pitch black.

The venue was not far from the hotel, and Genevieve intended to walk back.

Behind her followed Lydia and Jasper. Lydia was a fresh graduate and was Jasper’s sister. With a cheerful personality, she was there chattering on and on.

Genevieve responded from time to time, showing no sign of impatience but rather with interest.

The three of them had not gone far when Jasper heard noises from behind. He walked to the front and whispered to Genevieve, “Mr. Hoffman is following us.”

The corners of Genevieve’s mouth twitched.

“Is there something wrong with him?

‘He’s literally everywhere, dampening my mood! she grumbled inwardly.

There was a barbecue stall at the front. It was bustling, as many people were there drinking and having fun.

Genevieve glanced around, and her gaze paused at a place.

side the crowd was a woman with long, curly hair, flirting with a group of men skillfully

Genevieve’s body stiffened as she felt her blood turn cold.

The black mole on the lower half at the side of the woman’s face reminded her of the moment when the accident

happened.

Genevieve immediately felt goosebumps on her skin.