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

Chapter 396



Chapter 396

Der. B

That kind of softness was the immature after removing the hard armor layer by it was the fragility he had hidden for more than 20 years that exploded overnight.

No one loved him. Presley and Quincey used him as a tool. Genevieve, who had loved him, didn’t love him anymore.

The room was silent.

Outside the light lazily penetrated in, the pillar of fine dust gently rolled.

She was stunned, and Anthony held her in his arms.

She was about to break free when Anthony said in a low voice,

“Don’t move. Let me hold you for a while.”

He just needed a hug.

It was as if he were going to take her into his arms,

Every minute and second is precious.

Until a few minutes later.

Anthony began to stiffen and twitched.

It’s like I can’t stand on my

feet.

Genevieve got up in an instant and put her arms around his waist.

He couldn’t stand on one leg for long, so if he stood too long, he would not be able to stand firmly

But when she hugged him, she felt that his waist was getting thinner.

She patted twice and said untimely

“You’re thinner. You have no muscle, right?”

She was just trying to ease the embarrassment.

Then she directly pushed him into the wheelchair.

Anthony’s face changed, and the sadness in his eyes was replaced by a half–smile.

He smiled and was about to take off his clothes.

Genevieve presses his hand in shock:

“What were you doing?”

“Let me show you. My muscles are still there!”

Anthony said directly, trying to continue taking off his clothes and tearing the buttons of his shirt.

“Don’t take it off. I won’t look at it!”

Look, it’s still there!”

When they were competing with each other, someone pushed the door and came in.

“Anthony, it’s time for you to take the medicine…

Looking at all this, the three of them were stunned.

At last, the doctor coughed and stepped back with a blushing face.

“Sorry, I’m in the wrong room.”

As soon as he closed the door, he suddenly opened it again and poked his head in.

“Anthony, your fracture is in recovery. You’d better not do strenuous exercise!”

Hearing this. Anthony’s face darkened.

“Come in!”

He looked at the cut on his shirt and frowned slightly..

It fell off after only a few pulls. The quality is too poor!

Genevieve turned her back, pinched her chin and looked out of the window to relieve the embarrassment.

Anthony looked at him and asked, “Where is the medicine?”

The doctor handed over the medicine in a hurry.

Anthony ate it with water and then drove her out in anger.

Seeing this, Genevieve picked up the bag beside him and said,

“It’s getting late. I have to go now.”

Anthony said with dissatisfaction,

“You haven’t seen it yet!”

Genevieve’s face burned:

“I told you I wouldn’t watch it!

No one forced others to see other people naked. Was he an exposureist?

Anthony watched as Genevieve ran away.

He smiled unconsciously.

She ate the strawberries and blueberries by herself. The apple had to be peeled and cut into pieces before she could eat it.

Anthony shook his head and smiled helplessly,

“You’re still a picky eater!”

After a while, Daniel brought him Dad’s gift in return.

Anthony opened the box and saw a pair of cowhide jazz boots.

At first glance, it’s a valuable collection.

Anthony took it out and admired it for a few minutes. His eyes were filled with joy,

“Mr. Lawrence knew about my leg injury, and he gave me shoes to encourage me to stand up carly. What a kindness!”

Daniel frowned slightly. Did he understand that?

“But Anthony, why did you send Mr. Lawrence a wheelchair?”

“Genevieve said it was for his fishing!”

Daniel pursed his lips and smiled meaningfully

I see.

It seems that both sides misunderstood the purpose of the gift.

Anthony glanced at the shoe size and said, “It just suits me. Mr. Lawrence’s gift is too thoughtful.”

Daniel paused and said, “Isn’t she really mad at you?”

“Why are you angry with me?”

“Usually, in the words of netizens, giving people shoes means letting them get out.” Daniel explained patiently.

He was afraid that Anthony would offend his future father–in–law and wouldn’t know it.

Anthony paused, touched his shoes, and shook his head decisively.

“That’s impossible. Mr. Lawrence is an old man and can’t surf the Internet!”

Daniel was speechless..

That’s a little far–fetched, isn’t it?

But he didn’t go on.

Daniel paused and said, “By the way, just now our people told us that Mrs. Lawrence went to the obstetrics and gynecology department, and Edmund was also there.”

He looked at Anthony’s face and thought he would be furious.

But Anthony didn’t react as he had imagined. He just treated her indifferently as if she was a stranger,

“To save the miscarriage?”

“Yes, sir.”

Anthony was silent for a few seconds before speaking faintly,

“Is Lauraine back?”

“She has been given a chance to run away. You have told her not to notice that our men are following her. She should be in the Acocester by now, and will definitely go to Mrs. Lawrence

Anthony nodded lightly.

She wondered how Samantha would react when she found out about her mother.

Edmund took Quincey home. Her bag was worth tens of millions of dollars, and they could spend it again for a while.

Edmund smiles and says:

“Do you want to sell your bag in a second–hand store first?”

Quincey was slightly stunned. Hearing Austin’s comment on Edmund, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

But in fact, Edmund has always spent her money.

He was unemployed, had no source of income and paid his own debts.

He’s got nothing but love.

Quincey felt a little uncomfortable. She touched the crocodile bag and said,

“I warned Austin today. He should send us money soon. Let’s keep this bag. Isn’t it bad to sell it so quickly!”

Edmund smiles and says:

“Only by selling the bag will Anthony know that you are short of money to sell it, so he won’t have the heart. How could Austin not care about mom?”

He put his big hand on Quincey’s stomach and touched it. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Austin, come out quickly. Don’t mess with your mother, my sweetheart!”

Quincey glanced at him angrily and said,

“It’s only been a few months, and it’s still early!”

They were hugging, kissing and flirting. Suddenly, Quincey’s phone rang.

She reluctantly took out a strange number.

She hung up and the caller continued.

Quincey answered the phone angrily,

“Who’s that? Who the hell is disturbing me at this time?”

The man on the other end of the line choked and said,

“Mom, it’s me. I’m Lauraine. I’m back!”

Quincey was surprised and said,

“Lauraine? Why are you back? “Darrell asked you to come back!”


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