Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 186 I'll Live Well

Belle was lying on a soft bed, weak and limp, her eyes slightly closed, her face frighteningly pale, her

hair scattered over her face, looking so sad and desperate.

Calvin was silent.

He felt this pain and sadness in her heart, and the grief he felt in his heart now was no less than hers.

But he clenched his teeth to calm down.

Tristan forced him to give a date for the wedding.

He was not a lamb to be slaughtered, how can he be blackmailed?!

But, the premise is that Belle must trust him and give him the courage to fight.

The sharp light in his eyes shone.

If they don't want to accept their fate, they have to fight for it themselves. There is no one left to help

them now, including their grandmother.

However, Belle thought otherwise.

She had lost her mind and her heart was dead.

He gave a heavy sigh, trying to say something!

Suddenly he did not know what to say.

What could he say! What could comfort her!

Should he say that he would take care of her for the rest of his life?

Belle would not believe him and even he himself felt hypocritical. In this current situation, what else can

he promise?

A growing sense of discouragement began to assault him.

Since his grandmother had lectured him, all hope had been dashed, and even the ideas he had before

now seemed so childish and ridiculous.

He thought that his grandmother will continue to support him to marry Belle, but this time she takes a

moral stand to hold him responsible for the child in Lexie's belly.

It's becoming clearer and clearer that he doesn't love Lexie at all, so how could he possibly marry her!

What to do?

Reaching out, he slammed a fist into the seat, feeling nothing but a sinking pain in his heart and a red

glow in his eyes.

The air is detectable sadness.

He did not know how long he had been sitting, but darkness seemed to be coming. Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Belle sat up and straightened her hair.

Calvin looked at her nimble fingers in her hair, and remembered the time when she used her delicate

body to block a knife for him at the Castle Peak Auto City.

In fact, on that day, in that moment, he had decided what he wanted to do, and he had decided that he

would stay with her for the rest of his life.

It was just that he was arrogant, or perhaps he was irritated by Rhys, which led to all the subsequent

harm done to her, and sometimes even he hated and despised himself.

Inwardly, he really wanted to love and cherish her for the rest of his life.

The past came back to his mind.

His heart began to throb with pain, and he frowned at that.

Belle straightened her hair, picked up her bag and stood up with a half bow.

"Belle." Calvin called out in a hoarse voice.

Belle didn't even look at him, her expression calm, as if she had regained her senses.

"Put me down." She spoke faintly.

"Where are you going?" Calvin asked in panic, looking at her calmly and thinking that it was time to

communicate.

"That's my business, please let me down." However, Belle was not willing to talk to him much, and only

uttered in a cold voice.

"No, Belle, you can't go, we'll talk it over." Calvin's trepidation increased and he reached out with his

arms from behind and wrapped them tightly around her, not letting her out of the car.

On Belle's face was a cold smile, her voice cold and indifferent.

"Please let go of me, I want to go." She had stopped struggling, didn't even put up resistance, just

spoke calmly and clearly.

Calvin hugged her tightly, feeling her body was terribly cold and his heart trembled.

Unable to utter any words of comfort, he could only hold her tightly in his arms.

"Calvin, let go of me." Belle became even more unpleasant, her voice increased, she was now very

impatient!

"Belle, please, promise me that you will live well. Do you remember what you promised me before?"

Calvin's expression was sad as he humbly begged.

Promised him something? With a brief thought in her mind, Belle remembered that night before she left

for America, he had whispered in her ear that no matter what happened in the future, she had to

believe that he loved her.

So that was what he had been promised. She had always wondered why he had that requirement, why

he had acted so humbly that night, and now she finally figured it out.

The pathos in Belle's heart grew bigger and bigger, he had known everything long ago and purposely

let her go to America for Hudson’s treatment, all these arrangements were just to keep her from

knowing the fact that Lexie was pregnant.

Liar, everything was a lie to her!

He had planned it and she was the only one who was stupid enough to continue loving him regardless

of the past, and even to love her regardless of all the consequences!

She suddenly laughed.

"Don't worry, I'll live well, it's not worth it to seek death for a man like you. I won't hold you responsible,

you can let me go, I'm leaving." She spoke with mockery.

She had never intended to die, even standing by the bridge just now was just a blur of consciousness,

she did not really want to die. Such a thing as killing herself for love was definitely not something she

would do.

She didn't realize he was so full of himself. Who does he think he is? Do all the women in the world

want to die for him?

He was a man grow up under a dazzling halo, so he was selfish!

Belle's words bordered on humiliation, piercing his heart like a needle!

She would not seek death, there was no such thought.

It was his original intention to want her to live happily, and he should be happy to hear that.

But why does his heart ache?

"Let go of me." It was almost dark and she needed to get out of here as soon as possible, not wanting

to be entangled with him any longer, not to mention falling so completely. She wanted to live with

dignity, to live freely where there was no him.

Calvin tried to let go of her, but his arms tightened, afraid of the feeling of losing her.

Belle's words grew harsher and harsher as she angrily tossed her head, her hair being thrown up and

straight at Calvin's face, which caused his face in pain.

"Please respect me." She gritted her teeth, her eyes full of anger. "To overcome a woman by the brute

strength, you are a shameful savage man."

She sneered coldly, full of repulsion.

The words that came out of her mouth were so resolutely cold that they hit him directly in the heart, and

the feeling of powerlessness overtook him as he let go of his hands unexpectedly.

Belle quickly broke free and resolutely opened the door to get out of the car.

Calvin stared at her dumbfounded until her figure got into her car and then woke up when he heard the

car's engine rattling.

Her back was absolute, alone, as she walked straight ahead, not looking back.

Calvin numbly opened the car door, stepped into the driver's seat, started the car as well and drove off

trailing.

What reassured him slightly was that Belle had regained her senses, and she would not do something

stupid. Although her calmness made him feel terrible, it was still gratifying to him that she was able to

think straight, even if that thinking was predicated on hatred for him.

As long as she was well, he was happy.

Belle was gone, and had taken his soul with her.

He trailed behind unconsciously, only because he was worried about her.

Soon, Belle seemed to notice his stalking and had to deliberately avoid him.

Calvin smiled bitterly and had to stop.

He followed from a distance until he saw her car driving towards a villa, White Cloud Castle, the very

home of Lottie.

He put his mind in peace!

It would be good for Lottie to comfort her, and in this current situation, this is the best way.

He breathed a sigh of relief and watched as her car pulled into the White Cloud Castle before turning

around and racing towards the International Triumphal Court.

Belle stepped out of the car, her feet weak.

Lottie must be in the Elegance Café at this time. She had the key to Lottie's house, so she opened the

door and collapsed on the sofa.

"Lottie, I'm at your home, come back early to keep me company, okay?" Belle dialed Lottie's mobile

phone and spoke breathlessly.

Lottie was startled and almost yelled out when she heard Belle's lifeless voice, "Belle, is this still your

voice? What's wrong, have you lost your love or your body?"

"Lottie, I'm very sad right now, so I'll be staying at your house for a few days." She hung up the phone

after finishing the sentence feebly and lay down on the sofa to catch her breath.

A moment later, the door opened and Lottie came back.

"Belle, what's wrong? Who bullied you?" Lottie entered the room and saw Belle lying on the sofa like

she had been badly injured, her face pale, her hair and body all wet, the clothes on her body covered

with melted snow, in a wretched state.

Lottie lost her temper at once.

It was obvious that she had been hurt by that bastard Calvin again, and only Calvin had ever been able

to hurt her like that.

"What did that damned bastard do to you again?" Lottie gritted her teeth, her face full of anger as she

cursed loudly and furiously.

Belle opened her eyes wearily and said feebly, "That bastard is dead, from now on I have nothing more

to do with him, please don't mention him again."

This time Lottie froze, her were eyes determined, her face full of indifference, as if her heart was dead.

What had Calvin done to make her infatuated?

And only when she was hurt like this did she make such a decision, she was so stupid!