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

Chapter 207

Genevieve didn’t drive, so she had the driver drop her off at the entrance before calling it a day.

As soon as the driver left, she noticed a black Bentley parked under the swaying shadows of trees by the roadside, blending into the night like a silent beast of steel.

In the next moment of her discovery, the lights suddenly illuminated the entire street.

Golden rays cascaded onto the ground, seemingly greeting her arrival.

She couldn’t see who was inside the car, but she could vaguely discern the dark silhouette.

A faint tremor stirred within her heart as she contemplated, ‘Could Anthony unexpectedly harbor favoritism and warmth? But everything feels so fake. Throughout three years of marriage, he has never once taken the initiative to pick me up. And now, he suddenly appears? Isn’t this ridiculous?‘

Genevieve’s chest felt as if it was stuffed with cotton, and just as the sensation of being touched surfaced, it was smothered by a suffocating heaviness.

She masked her deep sentiments with a soft smile as the car pulled up.

Anthony drove there himself. Clad in a black coat, his tall, straight figure emerged from the vehicle with a noble grace, somehow warming the chilly air.

The passenger door swung open, and Anthony stood beside her. “Feeling touched, Genevieve? I’ve come to pick you up,” he said.

‘He actually showed up!‘ Genevieve exclaimed inwardly. ‘If my parents were to step out now, they’d definitely see us,‘ she mused further.

But she no longer cared. Who wouldn’t want to indulge in a bit of madness on an exhilarating night like that?

Genevieve snapped back to reality, smiling as she leaned against his shoulder, her voice gentle and tender as she stated, “Of course, I’m so touched, Anthony. Why are you so good to me?”

That was how the pretense of innocence and sweetness played out. Even for minor matters, he had to be lauded as though he had performed a grand feat.

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Anthony’s pleased expression was evident. A faint smile lingered on his lips as he reached back to pinch her cheek, his eyes shimmering softly as he uttered, “Get in the car.”

Inside the car, the temperature was comfortable, gradually dispelling the chill she brought in, prompting her to

sigh involuntarily.

“You actually came? Aren’t you afraid my parents will catch us?” Genevieve asked.

Anthony smiled faintly, replying, “Afraid of what? Worst case scenario–I’ll just take a few hits!”

He was prepared to face those punches, whether sooner or later.

Given his previous attitude toward Genevieve, the Lawrence family and the Hoffman family should have been at

odds.

Their apparent tranquility was superficial, existing solely within their business interactions.

Genevieve chuckled softly, rolling down the window to let in the gentle breeze. “You’re surprisingly self–aware,”

she said.

Anthony stole a glance at her, admiring her delicate profile. The roadside lights cast a soft glow on her face, accentuating her prominent nose and charming features.

Unable to resist, he reached for her left hand resting on her lap, clasping it in his own and planting a tender kiss, feeling a warmth spread in his heart.

That small gesture was reminiscent of lovers in the honeymoon phase.

Genevieve glanced sideways at him, fighting the urge to withdraw her hand, and then turned her head away.

As they approached a traffic light intersection, she seized the opportunity to retract her hand. “Please drive safely, Mr. Hoffman. I still want to live a few more years.”

Anthony refrained from reaching for her hand again, smiling instead.

As they reached the penthouse, Genevieve sighed with relief.

Before they entered, she caught Anthony saying, “Have you considered replacing your assistant?” NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

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Genevieve looked at him in surprise and asked, “Why?”

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Anthony reached out and encircled her delicate waist, the warmth of his fingertips passing through, burning hot. “Jasper knows the passcode to your home? How can you trust a man to freely come and go here?”

He had left work early to surprise her, but when Jasper entered with the passcode instead of Genevieve, Anthony’s heart churned with turmoil, and his emotions turned cold.

Jasper, also visibly surprised to see Anthony, quickly regained composure, nodded naturally, and attended to Goldie, arranging its bedding and providing food and water. Goldie was extremely affectionate toward Jasper, who seemed familiar with everything in the house.

Anthony’s competitive nature fueled his displeasure toward Jasper.

After Jasper had left, he scooped up Goldie and snapped a photo with her. He then asked for the pickup address.

Genevieve, however, just smiled indifferently. “Jasper is helping me take care of Goldie and handle document deliveries. Of course, I trust him–that’s why I made him my assistant.”

She wasn’t foolish. Anthony had tried to dismiss her trusted confidant with mere words, but in her eyes, Jasper was more important than Anthony.

Observing Anthony’s darkening expression, she smiled, linking her arm through his. “Are you jealous?” she

teased.

Anthony stubbornly kept a straight face, refusing to admit it, and stayed silent.

Genevieve chuckled, and the two walked in, one after the other.

Genevieve changed her shoes while Anthony paused behind, glancing at the nearby trash can. His expression darkened as he noticed the disposable slippers that had been thrown away by the servant.

Only his slippers remained there, and it looked better that way.

He changed his shoes and entered, tentatively suggesting, “What if I find a better replacement for him?” He felt

uneasy with Jasper around her.

Genevieve had already scooped up Goldie, who had come to greet her.

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She glanced back at him with a smile and said in a gentle but faint voice, “Mr. Hoffman, let’s not interfere with each other’s business, shall we?”

In an instant, he understood her underlying message and contemplated, Jasper is her concern, and I shouldn’t interfere with it.”

The replacement would mean inserting his own associate by her side, a significant taboo in business.

Anthony squinted, then massaged his temples in sudden realization.

Inwardly chastising himself, he thought, ‘How could I commit such a foolish and low–level mistake? Genevieve merely views Jasper as her assistant, protecting him. Yet, I hastily perceived him as a rival. My possessiveness is greater than I realized.”

He pursed his thin lips slightly and said, “It’s my fault.”

As Genevieve noticed his softened tone, she smiled and shook Goldie’s paws, remarking, “Tell your daddy I’m pleased he’s jealous.”

Goldie silently turned its head away, closing its eyes, ignoring Anthony completely.

Yet, upon hearing the word “daddy,” Anthony’s tension instantly eased.

A rare smile crept onto his lips as he gazed gently at Genevieve. “Got it,” he remarked.

Genevieve playfully waved Goldie’s paw again, asking, “Do you have something to add?”

Goldie silently stuck out its tongue, rolled its eyes, then seized the opportunity with its owner nearby and couldn’t resist starting to bark. “Woof, woof, woof…”

Starting with a soft growl, Goldie’s barking at Anthony grew louder and more insistent, almost as if it wanted to lunge and nip at him.

It was a testament to the saying that dogs were emboldened by their owners, particularly when they were

nearby.

Anthony scowled, gritting his teeth as he glared at Goldie, restraining the urge to toss it away, before shifting his gaze to Genevieve.

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Genevieve pursed her lips, maintaining her composure, and translated in a sweet voice, “It says it wants a pear! necklace and a custom–made pair of Jimmy Choo high heels!”

Goldie persisted in sticking out its tongue, barking fiercely, “Woof, woof, woof…” It seemed eager to bite

someone.

Suddenly, Anthony smiled lazily.

He reached out and tousled Genevieve’s hair affectionately. “Buy it,” he said warmly.

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