Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 106 Love and Hate

"Go, write a self-criticism letter until I am satisfied, or I will make your life worse than death today, and

will show you what I can do." His strong, non-temperate voice spoke coldly again.

His words were so firm, his tone so cold that he could not allow her to object at all.

She had just seen a little tenderness in his eyes, but for just a moment, his heart was hard as iron

again.

To her, he was always ruthless plus cruel!

Thoroughly discouraged, with tears in her eyes and gritted teeth, she simply agreed and headed

towards the bedroom.

The look on her face was so pitiful and she was holding back her tears that Calvin's eyes were filled

with heartache and intolerance. He had the eager to hold her into his arms, but thinking of Bill staring at

her, he pressed down that eager.

Why did Bill come to the nightclub?

As soon as he walked into the nightclub last night, he caught a glimpse of Bill sitting in the crowd, his

sullen and ruthless eyes always fixed on Belle, and it was by following his gaze that Calvin found Belle.

He watched all this calmly and secretively, a gloomy aura revealing from time to time.

Although no one could read his mind, Calvin had a hunch that he must have come out for a reason. If

he hadn't shown up last night, there was a good chance Bill would have taken Belle away and wouldn't

have let those drunken men bully her.

Only then, the consequences for Belle would be even worse, and it was hard to say if she could come

out alive, and even if he were to send someone to rescue her, it would be too late.

Just the thought of it scares Calvin.

This woman really doesn't know what's at stake!

Going to a nightclub and getting messed with these people is like jumping into a fire! So she had to

write her self-criticism letter!

An hour later, Belle had not yet come out. Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

Calvin walked in and saw that she was holding a piece of paper and a pen, where she was making

circles.

When she saw Calvin walk in, she raised her eyes, but there was a clear resistance in her eyes.

"Haven't you written it yet?" Calvin's face sank, like he was reprimanding a schoolboy.

"Calvin, no, Mr. Harvey, I really don't know what I did wrong, and I won't admit to anything I haven't

done, even if you kill me, I won't be forced into submission." The watery eyes of Belle were full of

stubbornness, and dense with grief and anger.

Calvin looked into her eyes, his heart sinking with pain, and asked with anger, "Do you really not know

the reason why I want you to write a self-criticism letter?"

"I don't know." Belle nodded, her eyes confused.

"You're so stupid." Calvin's face was gloomy as he asked in annoyance, "Why did you go to a nightclub

to drink yesterday?"

Belle was momentarily speechless, but a complex and inexplicable emotion surged up in her heart, she

lowered her head and said timidly, "I was in a bad mood, can't I go for a drink?"

"You have to go to a club that when you're in a bad mood? Does everyone in the world have to go and

kill themselves when they're in a bad mood?" Calvin was filled with anger, "Do you know how

dangerous it was last night for a woman to go to a club? If I hadn't arrived in time, would you still be

standing here right now? I asked you to write a self-criticism letter because I want you to remember the

lessons you learned and not go to a club again, do you think I'm trying to make things difficult for you

on purpose?"

Calvin's words were loud and clear, and it took half a second for Belle to realize that he was angry with

her for going to a club, but who would understand her when she was in such a bitter mood!

Slowly, she lowered her head, and although her face showed fear, she did not regret it.

"Even if I go to a club and something bad happens, it's my own business, not yours." She murmured in

a dejected mood.

"How dare you say such ungrateful words? I was worried about you." Calvin's face twisted, he was so

angry that he grabbed Belle and was about to pick her up.

"Calvin, you're not qualified to control me, I won't appreciate you. No one has ever really cared about

me, believe me, what's the difference between me living like this and being dead?" Tears streamed

down her cheeks as she sobbed uncontrollably.

"So is this the way to get yourself killed? When I didn't trust you? If I really didn't trust you, would I still

have made you the vice president of the company and given you such a heavy responsibility? You can't

even figure it out, what a stupid woman!" Calvin put her down, furious!

"No, Calvin, you never believed in me, you despise me from the bottom of your heart, otherwise how

could you have changed the bed sheet to red? If you didn't care, why did you scold me that day in this

study for being a slut who seduces men, doesn't that tell everything?" Belle stood firm, sneered and

questioned loudly.

This was the cause of her constant heartache and the dead knot in her heart.

He said he didn't care about anything, he said he believed her, but everything he had done told her

otherwise!

She is not stupid!

If a woman is scolded by her husband as a slut, how could she not be sad? She has self-respect too!

Belle's loud questioning caused Calvin to freeze and stand frozen!

His heart has a mixture of emotions.

Yes, does he really not care?

Why does the sight of the white sheets make him uncomfortable? Why does the sight of her with

another man remind him that she is an unchaste woman? Doesn't it all mean that he actually cares?

Although he was already accepting it in his heart, his words and actions were really hurting her

feelings!

He was also responsible for her suffering.

"I just want to prove my innocence, why is it so hard? Even if you see the proof, you still don't believe

me. I don't need you to comfort me! I deserved it!" Belle snorted, pointed at Calvin and said mockingly,

"How dare you say you don't care? You are hypocritical, okay, I admit that it's all my fault, my existence

is a mistake, I shouldn't have married into the Harvey family and married you back then, is that

enough?"

Having said this, with a poignant smile, she turned her head and sprinted outside.

That's enough, it doesn't matter!

She doesn't care about her reputation anymore and doesn't expect anyone else to understand her!

It's her life!

A large, strong hand quickly pulled her in, and long arms swept over and landed around her waist, he

picked her up by the waist.

"Let go of me, leave me alone." Belle pushed him hard, but she could not move him in the slightest.

Calvin's hands circled tighter and tighter until he had her tightly in his arms, making it impossible for her

to move.

His hot lips suddenly kissed her lips, furiously, not saying a word, not even an explanation.

His kiss was domineering yet gentle, strong yet lingering, soaking Belle's heart like a spring breeze, it

was by no means like the previous solicitations, she could feel his sincerity and passion.

Belle's eyes widened in shock as she looked at him, the light in her eyes hazy and blurred with

confusion and disbelief.

Seeing the tenderness in his eyes, Belle seemed to have never seen such an intoxicating gaze before

and looked at him somewhat dumbfounded.

‘Do you know how anxious I was when I couldn't find you yesterday? I almost rushed over there, just

worried that something had happened to you, and I asked you to write a self-criticism letter, just to

make you realise the mistake of going to club, to make you know how to protect yourself, and not to do

anything stupid no matter how angry you are.’

"You're never allowed to go to a club again. Can it solve anything?" His magnetic voice was so soft and

melodious, and though the words were reproachful, there was no hint of blame to be heard, but rather

a warm doting that enchanted her heart!

He looked down at her with gentle eyes, and Belle could see a light in his eyes that was definitely

different from what he had seen before, which carried compassionate, caring and love.

It seemed to be something she had longed for ages to see.

Does she own it today?

"Come on, let’s go and see your mother." He whispered in her ear, thoughtfully.

Belle's eyes became bright, the gloom inside was swept away.

"See my mother?" She asked as if in disbelief.

Calvin's heart throbbed.

Stroking her hair lightly, he nodded with a slight smile.

All the aggression seemed to disappear at this moment, and Belle became excited.

Kate lay pale on the hospital bed, her eyes closed, her hands full of syringes and her lips pale.

She lay quietly, her expression wooden, as if she is uninterested in everything around her.

"Mom." When Belle saw Kate's withered appearance as soon as she entered the hospital, her heart

sank and her tears flowed as she held her mother's hand, sobbing uncontrollably.

Poor Mom, why did God be cruel to her Mom!

She clenched her teeth and sobbed.

When Kate heard Belle's voice, she opened her eyes and a bright light flashed in her deadly grey eyes.