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

Chapter 432 

Anthony looked like he had seen a ghost. 

The staff said, “This horse is usually very well–behaved. Maybe there are too many people today. I’m afraid of strangers!” 

Anthony pursed his lips and thought, “These reasons are unprecedented.” 

What kind of staff does he keep? 

In his own wildlife park, the tiger he raised almost bit him to death. The horse he raised disobeyed the command. 

He was embarrassed in front of his favorite Daisy today! 

She was so naked and humiliated all over the world. 

But to change a horse, you look too incompetent. 

Genevieve ran over on a black horse, fresh and light. 

Obviously, the horses and people were happy. 

Anthony was a little jealous. 

Genevieve smiles and takes the reins, then waves to him with his other hand: 

“Anthony, how old are you? Can’t you ride a horse?” 

Then he ran away without looking at Anthony. 

The crowd was not surprised by this. 

Genevieve was the one who blatantly mocked Anthony. 

Other people’s sarcasm was fatal, but Genevieve satirized him. He thought it was a flirtation. 

Genevieve turns around and runs back, then takes advantage of the sarcasm: 

“Do you want me to teach you?” 

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Anthony pursed her lips and said, “Okay, teach me!” 

He said directly. 

She thought. “It’s better to stay with me than waste my time here.” 

Genevieve plucked her hair. She was in the mood anyway, so it didn’t matter if she taught him. 

She got off the horse and strode over. 

He raised his head and said to Anthony on the horse, 

“I didn’t you to fail sometimes. I really think highly of you!” 

Anthony smiled lazily, 

“That’s right. Thank you, Professor Lynn.” 

Genevieve takes the reins from the crew and leads the horse: 

“Let’s go…” 

Hearing what she said, the brown horse followed her obediently. 

Anthony’s face darkened. NôvelDrama.Org content.

Even the horse bullied him? 

The brown horse snorted from time to time and turned his neck. Genevieve looked at the absent–minded 

Anthony above, frowned and said: 

“You loosen the reins and let it run.” 

Anthony frowned and said, 

“It’s its own problem, not the rope.” 

Genevieve’s eyes twitched as if he were preaching: 

“The feeling of wearing a necklace around your neck is different from the feeling of putting a sling on your neck. Could you please understand the horse? 

“No wonder I don’t want to be an ox or a horse in my next life, just for fear of meeting someone like you!” 

Anthony:“…” 

He had to loosen the rope. 

The next second. 

The brown horse shook his neck and trotted off. 

Anthony was a little embarrassed. Was it really because of the rope? 

He looked pale. 

Genevieve smiled, her pace somewhat out of step, and the brown horse was clearly ready to run. 

She was about to let go when Anthony pulled her up. 

Genevieve was three feet and eight inches. He weighed less than 100 pounds, but he didn’t lose weight. Suddenly pulled by Anthony, he fell on the back of his horse. 

That’s right, it was lying down! 

She cried out in pain and couldn’t help scolding him, 

“Anthony, don’t you know what you are? Why are you dragging me? You have no strength, which makes my 

stomach hurt!” 

She’s almost throwing up her food. 

Anthony was also a little flustered. He hurriedly turned her around, separated her legs in an awkward posture, and finally sat up on the horse. 

No one else watched this series of actions. 

Because it was too intimate and intense, it was somewhat undescribable from a distance. 

The crew went to ask the director, 

“Did Anthony and Ms. Lawrence remarry?” 

The director pursed his lips and said, “No. Can we have this show after remarrying?” 

“Is Anthony behind this show?” 

“Of course.” 

“Let’s have a relationship at public expensel” 

Genevieve sat down, his face flushed with anger. 

Behind her was her broad and cold chest. She didn’t want to be so close to him, but she couldn’t get rid of it. 

Anthony stretched out his hand from behind her to pull the rein, and his heart was beating fast. 

He put a hand on Genevieve’s belly and rubbed it. 

“Does it hurt here?” 

Genevieve froze with a steady stream of warm energy. 

“Anthony, get your hands off me!” 

She twisted her body to open his hand, but he didn’t move as if it was welded on her lower abdomen. 

Okay. 

He’s not Parkinson’s anymore, he’s not trembling. 

Is he faking it? 

Anthony paused and said in a hoarse voice, 

“Don’t move.” 

Genevieve froze for a moment, feeling him suddenly warm. 

“You won’t be in estrus in broad daytime, will you?” 

Anthony was stunned by her frankness. 

Although she was right, he didn’t have enough skin to live with her for three rounds. 

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“Everyone is watching. You don’t want to hear about ‘horse warfare‘, do you?” 

Anthony’s voice was low and hoarse. 

Genevieve was instantly obedient. 

It’s just that I can feel my face burning. 

She took a deep breath and mumbled to calm herself down. 

Anthony listened closely and heard her murmuring in a low voice. 

“I love the motherland, I love our Party, and long live justice!” 

Anthony:“…” 

Well, it’s really getting cold! 

Anthony’s heart was poured with cold water. 

Although it was cold, I still felt comfortable. 

After all, close contact would make him feel happy. 

He suddenly understood what “licking the dog” was. 

He used to despise such a rushing person, but now it was different. He felt happy about it! 

As for love, we should run it as a great cause and overcome difficulties in front of us! 

He smiled and said in a lazy voice, 

“Do you 

o you want to lead the horse? It won’t listen to me!” 

Genevieve immediately fetched the reins and soon got used to the rhythm of a brown horse. 

The brown horse is just for Genevieve’s sake, kicking and trotting, not mad at all. 

Anthony wrapped his arms around her slender waist and folded his hands. In fact, he could do it with only one 

hand. 

Noticing her thoughts, Anthony hurriedly said, 

“My fracture has just grown back. If you throw me down, I will blame you for the rest of my life. Don’t be impulsive!” 

Genevieve gave up the idea instantly and whispered: 

“Don’t blame me. I don’t want to be a cripple.” 

Anthony laughed and said, 

“Mr. Gen, you are so cute even when you’re angry.” 

Genevieve frowned. “So if you keep moving your hands, I’ll throw you down.” 

Anthony stopped and hugged her, leaning against her weakly. 

“I can’t do it. I’m nervous!” 

“You can’t ride a horse. Why do you keep a horse?”