Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild ( Genevieve) novel Chapter 171

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Emilio’s grip tightened on the wheel, frustration billowing inside him. ‘Is Anthony still a man?‘ he seethed inwardly, smoke practically pouring from his ears. 

He couldn’t just step on the gas and bolt–not for the sake of public image but to safeguard Cosmo Group’s stocks. If they plummeted, his family would have his head on a spike. 

Before he could react, Emilio found himself yanked from the car and tossed onto the pavement by Anthony. As he scrambled to comprehend the situation, Anthony effortlessly slid back into the driver’s seat and sped off. 

At the entrance, Daniel, just about to greet a client, watched Anthony drive away, eyes bulging in shock. 

He wasn’t mistaken; the woman beside Anthony was indeed Genevieve! 

His heart churned with a mixture of bitterness and complexity. That night’s social event was a bust, with Anthony standing up to the client. ‘Well, this isn’t the first time Mr. Hoffman has prioritized Ms. Lawrence over the business.” He shrugged inwardly. 

Inside the car, Genevieve, oblivious to the swift change in drivers, cuddled a scruffy puppy that boldly stuck its tongue out at Anthony. 

Anthony grimaced and looked away, considering making her get rid of it. But upon seeing Genevieve’s adoring expression, he thought better of it. 

‘She’s drunk. I’ll dispose of it when she wakes up, he mused. 

On their way, Anthony suddenly realized that he had no idea where she lived, which filled him with a profound sense of emptiness. “This is not how things are supposed to be between us,’ he thought. 

The car made a turn, pulling up at Clearfield Mansion, a place Daniel had described as their new home, which Anthony hadn’t visited since his memory loss. 

The villa’s lights glowed warmly as they arrived, hinting at the staff’s presence. Overwhelmed with eagerness, Genevieve pushed the door open the moment Anthony parked. Misinterpreting her actions as an attempt to escape, Anthony instinctively moved to block her. 

However, Genevieve’s urge wasn’t to flee but a desperate battle against the nausea from the ride. The motion sickness from the convertible ride had been too much. When Anthony pulled her back, it was the last straw. Clutching the puppy close, she leaned forward and vomited on him. 

Anthony froze, unable to evade the situation. 

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The puppy whimpered, hiding completely in her arms. 

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Anthony felt a twinge of anger as Genevieve vomited on herself to protect the dog. But then, he realized that he couldn’t argue with a stray dog. Sighing, he picked up Genevieve and the dog and strode into the room. 

Genevieve, drunk and resilient, could hardly recognize anyone at that point. 

As Anthony entered, the servant was taken aback by his sudden appearance. “Mr. Hoffman, why are you…” she began but then noticed Genevieve’s state and immediately stepped aside. “I’ll go make a hangover remedy,” she offered. 

Anthony nodded, then glanced around the villa, feeling a sense of familiarity wash over him. 

Flowers still 

adorned the balcony, and the interior design exuded warmth despite its modern lines. 

It seemed to retain the style and details of its absent hostess. 

Yet, Anthony had no memories of it, leaving him feeling hollow inside, though he showed no outward emotion. 

He stood there for a few seconds before speaking slowly. “Go run the bathwater.” 

The servant immediately understood that the instruction was for her. She promptly set down the items in her hands and trotted upstairs to the master bedroom. 

Fortunately, she had been diligent in her duties these past few days. 

The entire villa was unchanged from Anthony’s previous visit. 

Anthony followed behind, observing the neat bedroom, with cosmetics still on the dresser, causing a stir of emotions he couldn’t quite grasp. Certain fragments flashed through his mind but slipped away too quickly for him to capture.. 

The 

e woman in his arms fell into a quiet slumber. Her fair skin and bright red lips contrasted with a slight frown, suggesting a troubled dream. 

Anthony carefully laid Genevieve on the bed, where the puppy cautiously peeked out from her embrace, whimpering softly. 

It glanced at Anthony, occasionally licking Genevieve’s palm, seemingly to wake her from the perceived danger. 

Frowning at the dirty stray dog, Anthony lifted its head and handed it to the servant. “Wash it clean,” he instructed. 

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The servant was taken aback, carefully taking the dog. As she turned to leave, she struggled to process the situation. She remembered Anthony’s supposed allergy to dog hair…. 

In the room, Genevieve slept soundly. Anthony felt that they shared the closest bond in the whole house, so he didn’t feel the need to avoid others. 

“I should be closer to her than the servant, right?” he pondered. 

After taking off her coat, Anthony placed Genevieve directly into the bathtub. The steam turned her face red. 

Initially dazed, Genevieve gained strength and struggled to get out of the water. However, Anthony repeatedly. pushed her back down, allowing only her head to remain above water. 

Frustrated, Genevieve burst out of the water, cursing vehemently, “Damn it! Are you trying to scald me?” 

Anthony was stunned. He had raised the water temperature, thinking Genevieve might be cold, but he hadn’t expected her to be sensitive to the heat. 

‘If Genevieve knew what I was thinking, she’d curse me,‘ he thought. 

Unable to tolerate it any longer, Genevieve climbed out of the bathtub, cursing as she walked away. 

Even in her intoxicated state, she had memories of the place. She went to the cloakroom, changed into pajamas, and headed straight to the bedroom to sleep. 

In her dazed state, she had no idea where she was. 

Upon seeing that she was familiar with the place, Anthony felt a sense of relief. 

He himself was in a mess, so he turned around and went into the bathroom. 

When he emerged from the bathroom, the servant had washed the dog and discovered it was a newborn golden 

retriever.