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

Chapter 77

Genevieve’s skin was still smooth and delicate.

Anthony was not fascinated by women. He tried to fulfill his role as a husband during his time with Genevieve in the past.

However, he could not deny that Genevieve’s body was charming and lustful.

Anthony’s expression was tense. He tried to control himself as he slowly cleaned her up.

But when his hand touched Genevieve’s alluring neck, she suddenly rubbed her soft cheek against the back of his hand.

Anthony’s body stiffened slightly.

Genevieve furrowed her eyebrows and hugged his cold arm as she slept. Her warm breath gently brushed against his arm.

He got goosebumps as if an electric shock had gone through him, causing a tingling sensation.

Anthony’s expression became somber as if something soft had touched the bottom of his heart, and an inexplicable emotion surged through his mind.

He didn’t withdraw his hand and lay beside her through the quilt..

He stared at Genevieve deeply.

It seemed that he had never looked at her so seriously, especially after they got divorced.

That moment seemed to fill the empty space in his heart, and a warm feeling flowed through his

chest.

He yearned to get closer to her as if enchanted by a spell.

When his lips met hers, they felt soft and sweet, making him want to deepen the kiss.

He thought evilly, ‘She will be mine sooner or later. So what if I take advantage of her?‘

Genevieve responded to his kiss passively. Her response stirred his deepest desire.

When he kissed her ear gently and intimately, he couldn’t help but ask, “Gen, shall we get married. again?”

He felt that he should give her a formal status.

‘No one can bully you anymore,’ he said inwardly.

When Genevieve heard that, her mind was still confused, and she started to gently push the man

away.

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“Anthony, you’re a jerk,” she said, continuing to mutter even though she was weak.

Anthony’s body tensed a bit. It felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on his head, and the warmth of the moment was half gone.

He regretted asking the question.

He took a deep breath and got out of bed to carry her.

As Genevieve struggled, Anthony lowered his voice to warn her. He said, “Don’t move, or I won’t restrain myself.”

Perhaps the warnings did work as she didn’t move, lying softly on his chest.

Anthony filled the bathtub and carefully placed Genevieve in it. Her warmth faded, and her red face gradually returned to normal.

The night had passed.

Sunlight penetrated through the curtains.

Genevieve felt tired, and her head felt so heavy.

As she slowly opened her eyes, she noticed the unfamiliar surroundings.

She had a slight headache. As her mind cleared, the memories of yesterday flooded back, particularly the cunning smile on Finnley’s chubby face.

She sat up with a jolt, her face turning pale in an instant.

She was covered in a cold sweat.

When she moved, the person beside her náturally woke up.

“Are you awake?” the man said in a low, husky voice, tinged with a hint of drowsiness. He had a smooth profile with distinct angles.

The first person she saw in the early morning was Anthony. Had it been before the divorce, she might have appreciated the blissful moment.

But now her face turned pale as if she had seen a ghost, and she shrank back.

“Anthony?” she asked.

Anthony woke up and rubbed his face. His hair hung loosely on his forehead.

He stared at her and smiled.

“Isn’t it better to see me than the others?” he said.

“Why are you here?” Genevieve asked. This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Genevieve completely forgot about Anthony’s arrival.

Anthony frowned as he said, “I have saved your life. You almost fell into someone else’s trap. Don’t you remember?”

How can she forget my heroic action? It will be a great loss to me” Anthony mused. He felt a little aggrieved.

Genevieve frowned. She had no idea how Anthony got here.

But she was glad that Finnley had not gotten his way.

Otherwise, she would never have let them off the hook.

“As for Anthony… she mused.

She was about to express her gratitude. When she lowered her head and looked at the pajamas she had already changed into, she immediately became annoyed.

“Who changed my clothes?” she asked.

Anthony sat up from the bed. His movement was calm and elegant as he replied, “I did.”

Genevieve had hoped it had been the server or someone else. She was disappointed when she

heard the answer.

She was just going to ask him why he had crossed the line when Anthony calmly said, “We were husband and wife. I’ve seen every part of your body. Do you want a stranger to help you change?”

With a slight smile at the corners of his mouth, he added, “Besides, you were the one who grabbed me and kept calling me. You wanted to do something to me, but I held myself back and let a cold bath. Do I have to fulfill your desire? If that’s what you think, I can live with it.”

He calmly opened his arms and smiled at her sincerely.

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Genevieve always liked to act coquettishly in the past, when they were still married, and Genevieve was still in love with him.

Anthony remembered that.

Genevieve blushed with embarrassment and jumped out of bed to distance herself from him after hearing his shameless words.

“In your dream! I’m telling you, just pretend we didn’t see each other last night. Don’t mention it again,” she said.

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She thought, ‘If it comes out that a divorced couple spent the night together, no one will believe that nothing happened between us. I’m done with him!”

Anthony’s eyes dimmed. He got up as if nothing had happened, tidied his clothes, and said nonchalantly, “Believe it or not, I said I would protect you. No one can bully you, not even me.”

He was a man of his word.

Genevieve froze slightly. She felt as if something sharp had pierced her heart, and a sharp pain rushed through it.

However, the stinging sensation was only for a moment and disappeared without a trace.

She didn’t want to take his words too seriously.

After all, he was the one who had hurt her the most.

Now that they were divorced, she found those confessions unnecessary and silly.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Anthony walked up to the door and opened it

His assistant, Daniel, handed the clothes to him.

“Mr. Hoffman, here are the clothes for you and Ms. Lawrence. Everything is ready downstairs. Shall we open the door?” Daniel said.

Anthony casually replied, “Yes.”

Daniel understood and closed the door for them before leaving.

Anthony handed over the dress to Genevieve as he said, “Your clothes.”

Genevieve didn’t want to accept his gesture of kindness, but now there was no other choice.

She couldn’t bother anyone because she didn’t want the incident to be known by others.

Anthony just stood there, took off his pajamas, and started to change.

Genevieve caught a glimpse of the scene. She couldn’t help but roll her eyes, thinking, This man really doesn’t see me as an outsider!”

She went into the bathroom with her clothes and heard Anthony chuckling softly behind her before he said in a low and gentle voice, “Why are you so shy when we already know each other so well?”

Genevieve was speechless.

‘Is there something wrong with his comprehension?‘ she wondered.