Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 47 Anthony glanced at Aiden coldly, his tone devoid of warmth. “Genevieve lost her child because of Rosalie. It's normal for her to hate Rosalie.” Those words left Aiden completely dumbfounded.

He sat stiffly, taken aback by the unexpected truth. “How could this be...” Rosalie had never mentioned it to him.

Anthony averted his gaze. After a short pause, his tone grew colder. “As | said, just mind your own business.” He-stood up, adjusting his suit buttons, his face expressionless. “Also, be polite to Genevieve in the future, or do not blme for turning against you,” he added.

Anthony's tone was distant. In fact, he had kept his distance from Aiden since the incident at the bar when Aiden had been impolite to Genevieve.

Aiden sat there in shock, watching Anthony leave.

Alden was concerned because he had never seen Anthony treat him with such solemnity.

As the sun began to set in the evening, Selene pulled Genevieve out for drinks at a lively and boisterous bar.

In a relatively quiet booth, Genevieve felt much more relaxed after a few drinks, as if she had cast aside all her worries.

She wore an enchanting long gown that exposed her fair and delicate shoulders and accentuated her slender waist, capturing everyone's attention.

Shortly after, Selene went to the dance floor, leaving Genevieve to drink alone.

With a dazed look in her eyes, Genevieve swirled the liquid in her glass absentmindedly.

She was deliberately indulging herself in order to forget about her fatigue and stress.

Suddenly, someone sat beside her. Genevieve turned slowly, blinking her slightly dazed eyes, glistening with a hint of confusion. “It’s you, Mr. Fallon.” Louis had a stern and handsface, unrivaled in the entire bar. He smiled, observing her with interest. “CallLouis, Gen.” “All right, Louis,” she replied, Alcohol clouded Genevieve’s judgment, and she spoke before thinking it through.

When Louis heard that, he raised an eyebrow, extending his hand to pull her up. “Would you like to joinfor a dance?” 1/4 Chapter 47 Before Genevieve could react, she found herself pulled into the center of the dance floor.

A new song started playing, and it was ideal for tango.

Gently, Louis held her slender waist with one hand. The next thing she knew, she instinctively followed the music’e’rhythm.

For once, she wanted to do herself a favor and forget about her unhappiness.

Louls followed her rhythm, surprised.

Genevieve's delicate figure was accentuated by her long neck. Despite being a little tipsy, she moved like an elegant elf. Her expression was lively, and her movement was light and graceful.

She twirled lightly as the melody changed, her skirt fluttering and shimmering with their movements as if they were both enveloped in radiance.

The man was handsand refined, while the woman was gorgeous and delicate. Soon, they drew the attention of everyone around them, creating a stunning sight.

For a moment, onlookers paused, admiring their graceful dance.

In Genevieve’s heart, she felt like she was back to her carefree self from three years ago.

She was unconcerned at the tbecause she had not yet lost anything.

Soon, the song ended.

Genevieve stopped moving, feeling dizzy from the alcohol. Her legs gave way, and she fell into Louis’ arms.

Louis caught her, smiling helplessly, and guided her back to the booth.

At that moment, Genevieve was in a daze, exhausted, and thirsty.

took a de Louis took a deep look at her, gently brushing away the strands of hair near her ear and softly asking, “Gen, are you sad?” She drowned her sorrows in alcohol, not even aware enough to refuse his invitation.

In actuality, he could sense her deep sadness.

Suddenly, he felt a twinge of heartache for Genevieve.

Genevieve wanted to push Louis away, not wanting to be so close to him, but she couldn’t summon the strength in her hands, just muttering discontentedly.

Amidst the noisy surroundings, Louis couldn't hear what she said. He leaned closer, trying to hear her by her ear.

“What did you say?” The next instant, as though wanting to vent out her anger, Genevieve bit his ear.

Louis froze slightly, and as soon as he felt the pain, Genevieve let go of him.

Her dazed eyes flickered slightly, and she muttered angrily, “Damn it, Anthony! I'll bite you to death!” Louis paused, a hint of complexity flickering in his eyes. ‘Did she mistakefor someone else?’ he wondered.

He pursed his lips and said, “Gen, please lettake care of you.” As he looked at her exquisite and delicate profile, he instinctively wanted to lean in closer.

The very next moment, a forceful pull cfrom behind.

Louis was pulled from behind, receiving a punch on his right cheek.

He looked up to see Anthony, who exuded a menacing aura. Then, Louis let out a light chuckle.

Anthony's gaze was as cold as ice, and his entire body exuded a chilling aura. Even though his eyes were filled with rage, he calmly adjusted his sleeves.

“Mr. Fallon, I've warned you to stay away from her, haven't I?” Anthony sounded intimidating.

After saying that, he looked down at the inebriated Genevieve, feeling a sudden tightness in his chest.

The thought of someone coveting what was his did not sit well with him.

Brendan had sent him a video earlier of Louis and Genevieve dancing, and he was taken aback by the way their movements flowed together, her slim waist, and the romantic vibe. It immediately staked a flinside him.

Why is he the one dancing with her and not me? Anthony mused.

Anthony's gaze was cold, and his face was expressionless, but his every move seemed to exude an intimidating presence.

Louis wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth before rising to meet Anthony's gaze. Neither of them was willing to back down.

“Mr. Hoffman, Ms. Lawrence is free to be with whomever she wants after the divorce, right? Why do you have to meddle in this? Your affairs with Ms. Stewart are already such a huge mess. Are you doing this because you want Genevieve to help salvage your reputation?” Louis took a step forward, and the warmth in his gentle eyes gave way to a cold, stern demeanor.

Next, he gave Anthony a smirk, his expression darkening.

After hearing Louis’ words, Genevieve gradually cto her senses. She rubbed her temples, frowning as she observed the scene unfolding before her.

Anthony snapped, retorting. “It’s none of your concern, Louis.” Anthony wouldn’t bother explaining to someone insignificant.

However, to Genevieve, it appeared as if he silently agreed with Louis’ words.

She leaned against the couch and slowly stood up, still a little dizzy. When she looked around, she noticed Selene enjoying the scene from a distance.

Pursing her lips, Genevieve gestured for Selene to ccloser. Seeing that, Selene walked over leisurely.

As Louis noticed Genevieve coming back to her senses, his stern gaze instantly softened. “You drank too much just now. Are you still feeling dizzy?” Genevieve held the corner of the table and shook her head.

Il take you Suddenly, Anthony reached for her wrist, his tone cold as he said, “I'll take you home.” Louis’ gaze darkened. Just as he was about to say something, Genevieve abruptly pulled away from Anthony's grasp, as if eager to cut ties with Anthony.

Her gaze turned indifferent as she looked at Selene. “Let's go.” Selene nodded with a smile, holding Genevieve's arm after she went to retrieve her bag.

She cast a mocking glance at Anthony. Unable to hold back, she piped up, “We don’t need your help, Mr.

Hoffman. You should go back and take care of that pretentious bitch of yours. I'm worried she will threaten to jump off buildings or cut her wrists again. It's extremely annoying.”