Classic Novel
Chapter 38
Chapter 38
The following evening, Louis arrived early to pick up Genevieve.
Descending the stairs, Genevieve presented an image of mature charm, clad in a simple yet sophisticated professional sult. Her makeup, understated yet enhancing, drew particular attention to her sparkling eyes, captivating onlookers.
Their destination, a private dining restaurant selected earlier, was a bit of a drive away but boasted an ambiance well worth
the journey.
It was an ideal venue for a romantic couple’s outing.
Louis, in a gesture of classic romance, presented Genevieve with a bouquet of roses he had prepared. Accepting the flowers with an awkward smile, Genevieve remarked, “Mr. Fallon, you’re too formal…”
Louis replied with a smile, “Since you’re treating me to dinner, offering you roses is only fair, Ms. Lawrence.”
Genevieve found herself at a loss for words.
Louis, adept at filling any lulls in conversation, ensured that dining with him was a comfortable experience.
Their exchange gradually became more relaxed, filled with laughter and chat, though to a certain onlooker, their interaction might seem a bit unusual and somewhat of an eyesore.
From his vantage point on the second floor, Anthony watched the scene below intently, a gloom
expression on his face.
The lower level, adorned with flowers and surrounded by wooden structures draped in greenery, resembled a charming. seat under a swing.
It was enhanced by the subdued lighting and shadows, creating a romantically misty atmosphere.
Genevieve and Louis sat opposite each other, their eyes gleaming in the soft light.
The ambiance was tender and sweet.
Brendan, seated opposite Anthony, couldn’t help but comment, “Genevieve is so beautiful. She seems like a perfect match Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.
for that man!”
As a fervent admirer of Genevieve, Brendan saw her in an impeccable light.
Anthony’s reaction to Brendan’s words was immediate and sharp. His icy gaze bore into Brendan as he coldly retorted through gritted teeth, “She’s with someone who resembles me because she hasn’t gotten over me.”
Anthony harbored the thought that Genevieve’s lingering feelings for him led her to choose someone similar in appearance as a substitute. He assumed that she still harbored unresolved emotions for him, her former love.
Brendan, observing Anthony closely, countered, “Resembles you? That man appears much gentler than you, Anthony!”
Anthony’s expression darkened at Brendan’s words. ‘Is that so?” he uttered sharply.
Realizing his misstep, Brendan quickly amended his statement, “Of course, he’s not as good as you, Anthony. But since you’re divorced, why does it matter who she dates?”
Anthony’s response, delivered with a somber expression, was pointed. “She belongs to me. I’m merely keeping an eye on what she’s doing. Is there anything wrong with that?”
Brendan’s expression turned to a frown when he heard this. “I recently saw a scandal, or rather, the news involving you and Rosalie online. Weren’t you two on favorable terms? Are you now regretting the divorce?”
Anthony fell silent, introspectively pondering, Do I regret it?’
Deep down, he might have harbored some regrets, but more than that, he felt remorse for Genevieve and their unborn child, yearning to make things right.
Brendan, unable to contain his excitement, suggested, “If that’s the case, you should make an effort to win her back. Approach her gently and do some sweet talk, women are often swayed by such gestures.”
Anthony, with a furrowed brow, contemplated, ‘Gentle? Sweet talk? Aren’t those traits typical of scumbags?‘
He dismissed Brendan’s advice without much consideration.
Observing Anthony’s fixed gaze on the couple below, Brendan noticed his increasingly stern demeanor, as if he was struggling to contain a surge of anger.
“Anthony didn’t seem to care much about Genevieve when she was still his wife, though!‘ Brendan thought.
He cleared his throat and attempted to advise Anthony, “You ought to behave like a true gentleman, Anthony, It’s perfectly normal for Genevieve to be dating others since you’re divorced. You should display some magnanimity as a man.”
Before Brendan could complete his thoughts, Anthony abruptly stood, his eyes icy and resolute. “You don’t understand anything! She’s chosen someone resembling me, which clearly indicates she hasn’t forgotten me. Don’t interfere and jeopardize our relationship!”
With these chilling words, he turned and strode decisively downstairs.
Meanwhile, Genevieve was engaging Louis in a conversation about the Eagle Entertainment project, which he found intriguing.
The orange, radiant lights around them subtly illuminated their profiles, encapsulating the scene in a picturesque, frozen
moment.
Anthony, leaning against the wall, observed them for a few seconds. His expression grew colder as he approached, remarking in a casual yet indifferent tone, “What a coincidence. Are you discussing business matters here?”
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