Chapter 393
Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife
Chapter 393
Genevieveâs reaction was out of line!
Anthony pursed his lips coldly and said,
âLook. Iâm not dead yet. How can it be a corpse?â
As he spoke, the cigarette in his hand had burned to the end and also burnt his fingers.
He threw the cigarette butt inside and rubbed it with his fingertips to relieve the burn.
Genevieveâs mood fluctuated greatly, and it took her a while to realize that she had misunderstood.
It was Grandma Margaret who instilled the idea that he would commit suicide, and then she took it for granted that he had ascended to heaven when she saw this scene.
Itâs an own goal!
She wiped the tears from her eyes and stared at him,
Then why are you playing dead here?â
I just fell asleep. Iâve been taking medicine recently and have slept a lot
Anthonyâs voice was a little lazy and indifferent. Perhaps it was the reaction of Genevieve, which made him happy and lighthearted.
He had heard the footsteps and thought it was a care worker, so he didnât want to talk to her.
He did not recognize Genevieve until he heard the familiar, cool smell of orange.
He deliberately held his breath and watched her burst into tears.
At that moment, he felt despicable and lucky for his success.
Genevieveâs reaction was unexpected and more shocking than he had expected.
Those cold hollows in my heart are soaked by the warm spring water, without any gap between them.
He was like a dead fish struggling on the shore, picked up by Louis and put into the tank.
The water tank is his ocean.
He looked at her with a smile on his face and said.
âMr. Gen, what will you do if I die?â
He was sad. Looking at her so upset, he didnât dare to die.
Genevieve shook off his hand and said faintly,
âIâll send you to the crematorium!â
Anthonyâs face froze slightly, and a chill rose from the bottom of his feet.
He pursed his lips and felt nervous when he saw that she didnât seem to be joking.
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Fortunately, he didnât pretend for too long. Otherwise, he would die if he wanted to.
He paused and reached out to pull her hand. As soon as he touched her fingertips, he felt that her mood was unstable and her fingers were still trembling.
He looked up guiltily and smiled,
âLook, your bod reaction canât deceive people. You are clearly worried about me. Gen. Admit it. You like me so much!â
Genevieve dudged as if he was burned. She clasped her hands and refused to lower her head stubbornly,
âNonsense. I donât like you anymore. Itâs just the first time I see a dead person, so Iâm scared.â
Then she turned around and walked back.
She didnât want to say anything more and reveal her emotions.
She lied. Sheâs seen a lot of dead people, sheâs seen Rosalie being shot to death in front of her eyes, and then she wasnât scared.
On the contrary, there was a kind of faint happiness.
But how can you forget the past?
Their past was so unbearable and heavy that she couldnât block everything and start over with him.
So, thatâs it!
âMr. Gen. please help me push the wheelchair. The battery is dead and I canât move it. The wheels are stuck!â
Anthony behind her suddenly shouted.
Genevieve withdrew his thoughts and sighed speechlessly.
She paused and looked back at him.
Anthony pressed on the wheelchair helplessly, but it didnât react at all.
His wheelchair canât be turned by himself, so he has to rely on others.
Anthony smiled at her and Genevieve snorted.
âDonât think I canât see through your tricks. I wonât be fooled again. Havenât you heard the story of the wolf coming?â
Anthonyâs face stiffened, and he was a little anxious.
He twisted his body vigorously, trying to propel the wheelchair forward with his body.
âMr. Gen, I really didnâtâ¦â
He was anxious to move forward to prove that he could do nothing.
And then all of a sudden.
He moved so much that he accidentally twisted himself out.
He crawled on his stomach and knocked his head on the ground.
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In an instant.
The air was silent.
Genevieve stood there in shock, somewhat bewildered, and finally moved back in small steps:
âWhy do you start to kowtow?â
Anthonyâs face was colorful.
He compressed his lips and propped himself up with both hands, trying to climb into the wheelchair.
Genevieve hastened to help him in the back seat.
The two were silent for a moment.
Genevieve looked at the dirt in front of him, covered with dust.
And the red mark on his forehead made him feel a little shy.
Itâs too obvious.
She didnât dare say.
She pursed her lips and reached out to pat the dirty things on his body. At least, she didnât want others to see that he was so embarrassed.
As a result, Anthony took a deep breath.
Genevieve sensed something in an instant.
She stiffly stood up straight, and her face was a little hot.
Anthony said in a hoarse voice,
âAre you
âNolâ
you trying to get back at me?â
âYou almost ruined the rest of your life!â
Genevieve bit the bullet: ânonsense, âhappinessâ is plentiful!â
Anthonyâs face darkened and he said seriously,
âHow dare you?â
Genevieve pursed her lips and said, âOf course!â
Anthony pursed his lips in a straight line and felt aggrieved even if he didnât speak.
I canât rub my head even if it hurts.
And Iâm gonna be pissed off by her.
Genevieve put the bag on his lap and pushed his wheelchair behind him, murmuring to change the subject:
âYou canât blame me just now. You lied all the time. Your credibility is zero.â
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Anthonyâs face darkened.
Thatâs my fault?â
âIâm glad you know that.â
Anthonyâ¦
After experiencing the awkward scene just now, both of them tacitly stopped talking about âpattingâ.
They had sex many times in their marriage, and they were very tacit.
But just one move, she felt the burning atmosphere..
Anthony felt that she had a deeper memory of her body.
Maybe you can seduce him with beauty!
Genevieve, on the other hand, felt that she almost disabled him again. She didnât want to be responsible for it, so she wanted. to get rid of it as soon as possible!!
But for Anthonyâs body, those memories were still there. Maybe she hadnât been exposed to hormones for too long, and she actually missed it a little bit?
âBy the way, why are you on the rooftop?â
Genevieve asked tentatively.
Anthony pursed her lips and said, âNo smoking. I donât want to go downstairs, so I have to come up.â
Genevieveâs face changed a little.
I canât believe that this reason is irrefutable!
âDo you think something will happen to me? Are you worried about me?â
Anthonyâs voice was deep and pleasant.
Genevieve said, âGrandma Margaret said you were depressed and was afraid that you would jump off the building. She asked me to come here and persuade you to live well. Will you live well?â