Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Genevieve looked at Quincey coldly and said with an indifferent face, “Mrs. Hoffman, not everyone likes to be a homewrecker as much as you!” She had especially endured Quincey’s humiliation of her but could not bear the woman's rudeness to Samantha.

Quincey’s expression turned very pale, and her chest heaved with anger.

She shouted, “Genevieve, you shut up!” It was impossible for her not to get angry after getting humiliated openly by her ex-daughter-in-law, who had oppressed her before.

When she was about to shout at Genevieve and teach her a lesson, the latter already turned around and left.

She did not bother to look at Quincey anymore.

However, Rosalie, who saw the scene not far away, walked over happily.

She knew she had no hope of getting favors from Quincey, but Genevieve’s situation was worse than hers.

She greeted Quincey, “Mrs. Hoffman, what a coincidence to meet you here.” When Quincey saw Rosalie, she immediately suppressed her emotions and snorted coldly, acting high and mighty.

She asked, “Why are you here?” Rosalie replied cautiously, “I need to change the wound .Eessing on my wrist, and | happened to see Genevieve bullying you. She's so ignorant. How could she be this rude to you? You're her ex-mother-in-law, after all. It's obvious that she just pretended to show respect to you in the past!” Quincey’s face darkened, and she gritted her teeth.

She was aware that Genevieve was good at pretending, and she hated her intensely for showing her true colors just now.

Although Rosalie was also good at being pretentious, at least she did not dare to disobey Quincey.

have to ob Quincey said, “You don’t at us. Even if Genevieve couldn’t win my favors, you still won't be able to becpart of the Hoffman family.” The issue about Samson made her feel disgusted.

Quincey snorted coldly and despised Rosalie in her mind.

The smile on Rosalie’s face froze. She then carefully walked over and took Quincey’s arm.

Intending to butter Quincey up, Rosalie said, “Mrs. Hoffman, | really want to be close to you. No matter whether | can be part of the Hoffman family or not, my love for Anthony has always been genuine. | don’t deserve him, and I will be satisfied by just looking at him from afar.” She lowered her head aggrievedly and bit her lower lip. Seeing that Quincey did not respond, she felt relieved in her heart.

She knew Quincey would not refuse a “lapdog” who would flatter her.

*Are you feeling sick? Why did you cto the hospital?” Rosalie asked kindly.

Quincey snorted coldly and replied as she walked away. “Mrs. Margaret Hoffman is about to wake up. What a lucky old hag for surviving this long” Rosalie’s expression changed instantly upon hearing Quincey’s words.

A trace of panic flashed across her eyes, and her heart skipped a beat. An ominous feeling cto her mind.

She thought, ‘How much did Mrs. Margaret Hoffman know about the incident? Did she also know what happened three years ago? If she wakes up, I'll be dead. | can’t let such a dangerous thing happen!’ Rosalie gritted her teeth, with her face turned pale. She smiled flatteringly and said gently, “Mrs. Hoffman, | have to get going to change my wound dressing. Letknow if you need anything fromnext time.” Quincey ignored her and left.

Rosalie took a deep breath and immediately took out her phone, searching for a number in a panic. Her voice was particularly cold when the call was answered.

She said, “Mrs. Margaret Hoffman is awake. We have to get rid of her as soon as possible!” Daisy answered, “Rosalie, you need to payagain for another task.” Rosalie paced anxiously, feeling as if her heart was tightly clenched into a knot.

She said angrily, “Money, money, money. You only care about money. If I'm exposed, you can’t get away with this either!” Daisy murmured, “No use talking all this nonsense to me. Do you think | dare to kill without money?” Rosalie took a deep breath and gritted her teeth.

She replied, “Fine, I'll give you the money. You must kill her tomorrow at the latest.” “My dear Rosalie, don’t worry!” Daisy said assuredly before hanging up, but Rosalie could not calm down for a long time.

The Hoffman family had cto the hospital, so Rosalie had no chance to carry out her plan.

Hence, she could only wait until tomorrow.

At night, Rosalie claimed that Samson had a “fever” again and openly admitted him to the hospital ward they had gone to before.

By the tGenevieve returned to the Lawrence residence, Samantha and Darrell were already cooking in the kitchen while chatting and laughing.

Darrell was a man of principles. If Samantha were not at home, he would never cook.

If Samantha cooked, he would not sit and only watch either, participating in preparing the meal instead.

So, as soon as Genevieve chome, she heard Darrell busying around and telling Samantha about his yearning for her during the cooking.

Jeffrey was reading emails in the living room. When he saw Genevieve return, he smiled and said, “Go to the kitchen and have a look!” Genevieve felt she was having a headache and dawdled into the kitchen, finding Samantha frying ssteaks and Darrell walking around as if he wanted to do all the work for his wife.

He said, “Be careful Don’t let the oil burn your hand.” Samantha replied with a smile, “Is the heat too strong?” Darrell said, “It's fine. Jeffrey and Gen like the way you cook the steaks.” Genevieve tumed speechless.

She could not help but let out a cough. Darrell stopped smiling sweetly and looked at Genevieve seriously.

He said, “I see you're back.” Genevieve nodded, holding back her laughter as she said, “Dad, | don’t like burned steaks!” Darrell clicked his tongue and replied, “Don’t get picky about food.” The family then gathered at the dining table.

Samantha poured everyone a glass of red wine.

At the end of the dinner, they talked about how Genevieve and Samantha met Quincey at the hospital.

Genevieve explained the reason for her visit there.

Samantha nodded and responded with a chuckle, “Mrs. Hoffman thinks the Hoffman family is like a freshly baked hot cake that everyone wants, arranging blind dates for her son everywhere. | heard that she has met many socialites recently and plans to let Anthony find a woman within the ssocial class.” Genevieve looked indifferent and did not show any emotions on her face.

She said, “Let her find one then. Even if she finds someone worthy of Anthony, she has to learn that they would not necessarily like her.” Hearing Genevieve’s indifferent reply, Samantha felt a little relieved.

She was really afraid that Genevieve still had yet to move on.

Especially when she saw Quincey humiliating Genevieve at the hospital entrance, she wanted to rush up and defend her daughter.

Darrell took a sip of wine and said with a smile, “All right. Let's not talk about upsetting matters. There will be a charity auction in a few days. Gen, Jeffrey, Jet's go together.” Genevieve raised her eyebrows and replied, “Sure.She knew Quincey would not refuse a “lapdog” who would flatter her.

“Are you feeling sick? Why did you cto the hospital?” Rosalie asked kindly.

Quincey snorted coldly and replied as she walked away, “Mrs. Margaret Hoffman is about to wake up. What a lucky old hag for surviving this long.” Rosalie’s expression changed instantly upon hearing Quincey’s words.

A trace of panic flashed across her eyes, and her heart skipped a beat. An ominous feeling cto her mind.

She thought, “How much did Mrs. Margaret Hoffman know about the incident? Did she also know what happened three years ago? If she wakes up, I'll be dead. | can’t let such a dangerous thing happen!” Rosalie gritted her teeth, with her face turned pale. She smiled flatteringly and said gently, “Mrs. Hoffman, | have to get going to change my wound dressing. Letknow if you need anything fromnext time.” Quincey ignored her and left.

Rosalie took a deep breath and immediately took out her phone, searching for a number in a panic. Her voice was particularly cold when the call was answered.

She said, “Mrs. Margaret Hoffman is awake. We have to get rid of her as soon as possible!* Daisy answered, “Rosalie, you need to payagain for another task.” Rosalie paced anxiously, feeling as if her heart was tightly clenched into a knot.

f She said angrily, “Money, money, money. You only care about money. If I'm exposed, you can’t get away with this either!” Daisy murmured, “No use talking all this nonsense to me. Do you think | dare to kill without money?” Rosalie took a deep breath and gritted her teeth.

She replied, “Fine, I'll give you the money. You must kill her tomorrow at the latest.” “My dear Rosalie, don’t worry!” Daisy said assuredly before hanging up, but Rosalie could not calm down for a long time.

The Hoffman family had cto the hospital, so Rosalie had no chance to carry out her plan.

Hence, she could only wait until tomorrow.

At night, Rosalie claimed that Samson had a “fever” again and openly admitted him to the hospital ward they had gone to before.

By the tGenevieve returned to the Lawrence residence, Samantha and Darrell were already cooking in the kitchen while chatting and laughing.

Darrell was a man of principles. If Samantha were not at home, he would never cook.

If Samantha cooked, he would not sit and only watch either, participating in preparing the meal instead.

So, as soon as Genevieve chome, she heard Darrell busying around and telling Samantha about his yearning for her Chapter 55 during the cooking.

Jeffrey was reading emails in the living room. When he saw Genevieve return, he smiled and said, “Go to the kitchen and have a look! Genevieve felt she was having a headache and dawdled into the kitchen, finding Samantha frying ssteaks and Darrell walking around as if he wanted to do all the work for his wife.

He said. Be careful. Don’t let the oil burn your hand.” Samantha replied with a smile, “is the heat too strong?” Darrell said. It's fine. Jeffrey and Gen like the way you cook the steaks.

Genevieve turned speechless She could not help but let out a cough. Darrell stopped smiling sweetly and looked at Genevieve seriously.

He said. “I see you're back.” Genevieve nodded, holding back her laughter as she said. “Dad, | don’t like burned steaks!” Darrell clicked his tongue and replied. “Don’t get picky about food.” The family then gathered at the dining table.

Samantha poured everyone a glass of red wine.

At the end of the dinner, they talked about how Genevieve and Samantha met Quincey at the hospital.

Genevieve explained the reason for her visit there.

Samantha nodded and responded with a chuckle, “Mrs. Hoffman thinks the Hoffman family is like a freshly baked hot cake that everyone wants, arranging blind dates for her son everywhere. | heard that she has met many socialites recently and plans to let Anthony find a woman within the ssocial class.” Genevieve looked indifferent and did not show any emotions on her face.

She said, “Let her find one then. Even if she finds someone worthy of Anthony, she has to learn that they would not necessarily like her” Hearing Genevieve’s indifferent reply, Samantha felt a little relieved.

She was really afraid that Genevieve still had yet to move on.

Especially when she saw Quincey humiliating Genevieve at the hospital entrance, she wanted to rush up and defend her daughter.

Darrell took a sip of wine and said with a smile, “All right. Let's not talk about upsetting matters. There will be a charity auction in a few days. Gen, Jeffrey, let's go together.” Genevieve raised her eyebrows and replied, “Sure.” 0 JMMM Chapter 55.

Jeffrey, of course, did not have any objection.

The next day, Genevieve went to the hospital.

Genevieve was worried about Margaret, so she went there again before going to work.

She went up the floor with the elevator.

However, when the elevator stopped at the floor below the VIP floor, there was no one outside.

Just then, the power went out, and the elevator stopped running.

Genevieve hurried out and could only take the stairs Fortunately, she felt lucky that she was not locked in the elevator.

Genevieve went to the stairwell and took a few steps when she suddenly heard hurried footsteps coming up.

She glanced down subconsciously, only to see a head with curly black hair.

Immediately, her heart skipped a beat, and she had a bad feeling out of a sudden.

However, in the next second, the footsteps stopped, and the figure disappeared from Genevieve’s sight.

Genevieve took a deep breath and left the area after a quick walk.

She stood at the door of the ward, and the bodyguards did not block her way.

Margaret was in the sstate as yesterday.

Genevieve asked the bodyguards to be more cautious today and then told them to call Anthony, informing him that the murderer might have arrived at the hospital.

Before the call was hung up, Anthony had already arrived at the floor.

Genevieve was about to leave when she saw Anthony.

Anthony walked over with a solemn face.

He asked, “Can you followto check on the surveillance cameras?” Anthony knew the information about the murderer was provided by Genevieve.

Hence, he was not surprised to see her showing up here.