Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 31 I'm Not That Stupid

"What are you doing?" Belle shouted with a pale face and she even stopped crying.

Calvin stared ahead, expressionless, drove his car in a fast speed.

Short after, they arrived at a suburb, Belle looked out.

She saw many abandoned vehicles stacked inside and a sign read the DMV, and she understood what

was going on at once.

It turned out that he had brought her over to find her car.

"Get off and find it yourself, when you find it, drive the car out." Calvin stopped the car and spoke to

Belle.

Belle was overjoyed, and her face, which still had tears on it, showed a lovely smile like a little girl who

had gotten her favourite doll.

She ran impatiently towards the inside.

Calvin looked at her running out of the car with some dismay, and had a strange feeling in his heart. He

could not understand this woman. It did not like that she was pretending, for the cheque he just gave

her was enough to buy ten of these cheap broken cars.

The woman baffled him!

Soon Belle was driving out in that Beetle in no hurry.

Calvin rubbed his hand over his chin, a grim smile in his eyes as he opened the car door and walked

out.

"Mr. Harvey, I'm leaving first." Belle rolled down the car window and showed a smile.

Calvin's face was grim, and he reached out to grab her arm.

"Get off." He ordered in a deep voice.

Belle was stunned, and before she understood what was going on, she saw Lennox, the driver of

Calvin standing outside respectfully.

Calvin opened the car door and dragged Belle out of the car.

The driver Lennox got in, tied his seat belt, stepped on the accelerator and the Beetle took off in a

flash.

"Calvin, what do you mean?" Belle was already too shocked to speak incoherently, and angrily yelled

towards Calvin.

"I'll keep it for you first." Calvin said grimly, "From today onwards until you finish the car model, you

can't leave my sight." Calvin raised her jaw, looked into her eyes and gave a wry smile, saying

domineeringly, “You and I will eat together, live together, I will keep an eye on you, because I don’t trust

you.”

Belle shook her heard vigorously, unable to hear what she had heard.

But Calvin ignored her and took her by the arm and walked towards the car.

Yes, she had heard correctly, she was under his control, her personal freedom was confined by him!

Is there any law left in this?

She was just about to open her mouth to resist.

Calvin actually grimaced and came up to her, exhaling hot air.

"Don't take me for a fool. You are working in my company, being the design manager of my company,

holding the secrets of my company, but secretly hooking up with Rhys, in this way, how Can I trust

you? Who knows if you are sent by him? Don't think I'm that gullible, for a brazen woman like you, I

have to keep an eye on you, from now on, you can only belong to me during this time, so that I can rest

assured."

She bit her lips in anger, but did not utter a word. Calvin gave a faint smile, and wishpered in her ears,

"Don't feel aggrieved, what kind of person have I not seen? It would be ridiculous for me to believe a

woman like you. It was not based on luck that the Harvey Corp Could reach this level, so you better not

play any tricks.”

Calvin said, his face cold, his eyes gloomy.

With a slight force, he lifted Belle up and walked over to the Hummer, reaching towards the car seat

and pulling out a pile of agreements, speaking in a commanding tone, "Sign it."

Belle was confused, not knowing what was happening. She found it was a contract, and immediately

had a sense of foreboding.

She struggled and opened her mouth to scream.

Immediately his hot lips pressed on hers, nibbling, which made her unable to scream out.

She whimpered and struggled as all her breath was taken by him.

Calvin held the back of her head with one hand, his lips biting hers without letting go, while the other

hand caught her hand.

Belle felt her finger caught and placed towards a place with wet liquid on it, but her mind went blank.

She soon felt his hot palm catch her index finger and then pressed it down hard on top of a piece of

paper.

It should be fingerprinted on the contract.

At this moment, she almost fainted with anger, her consciousness blurred and she collapsed limply.

Calvin let go of her, exhaled, and at once Belle felt some fresh air in her lungs and her consciousness

drifted awake.

She opened her eyes to see Calvin's smug, bright smile, and she pushed him away and scrambled

towards the car seat.

Her index fingerprint was being stamped on the top of the contract.

She was so shocked that she picked up the contract and looked at it with wide eyes; it was actually a

contract for a Harvey Corp employee.

Fingerprinting is the same as agreeing to a contract.

It had been done between one forced kiss from him, without even asking for her consent!

Belle was furious on this.

And that damned bandit was standing in front of her with a smug grin on his face!

There are still such rogue and unreasonable people in the world! Crazy.

She lunged up and grabbed Calvin.

Even if she could defeat him, he had to bit him hard, so that it was not so pleasant to be bullied.

Calvin was in the midst of his complacency, he did not expect Belle to lunge and was annoyed when

she accidentally grabbed his neck with a fierce grip.

This strength of a woman is nothing to him!

In one smooth motion he caught her hands and threw her onto the back seat, pressing against her with

a vicious warning, "Struggle again, I'll fuck you now. Behave well, and you will have a good time."

Belle was too frightened to move at these words.

She knew he would do that, so she meekly dared not move.

A smug smile spread across Calvin's face as he stood up. Glancing at Belle, he said in a nonchalant

manner, "I don't even care to play with you, don’t worry, as long as you behave well, I will let you go."

He closed the door and started the car, which drove off with a low growl towards the city.

Beast, Devil!

Belle lied on the back seat, unable to cry, and only then did she become convinced by Lottie.

Thinking about Lottie's analysis of Calvin and her advice to her, it was incisive to the extreme!

It's her own fault and no one else's!

In this game of differing powers, Belle was defeated!

In Grand Hyatt Apartment, Belle flopped down on the sofa without saying another word.

Now she is a completely different person! According to the terms of the contract, she's practically sold Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

out!

She will not be able to leave Harvey Corp until Calvin lets her go or Harvey Corp no longer needs her

designs.

This is her self-inflicted sorrow.

Calvin is sitting casually on the sofa with a smug smile on his face, holding a newspaper and reading it

contentedly.

His slender legs were folded and he glanced at the woman at his side from time to time, a contented

and pleasant smile on his face.

Belle is lying on the sofa, motionless, like a lifeless doll.

The clothes she was wearing were designed by him, conservative and generous style.

Calvin was not used to her clothes that showed off her shoulders and breasts, thinking that only this

could restrain her and make her look less slut.

The warm light shone on the gilded living room, warm and serene, and Calvin suddenly felt serene and

fulfilled, a feeling he had never felt before.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly as he took out his laptop and sat down on the sofa, stretched

out on his legs.

The keyboard landed on his lap, his slender fingers tapping on it. He was in a good moon and finished

his work quite efficiently.

Belle was lying on the sofa, didn't cry or make a fuss.

Look quietly at the man beside her.

Calvin is fully immersed in his work, his eyebrows stretched out, showing a charming smile from time to

time, his robust body and handsome face invariably exuded a seductive power.

Belle lost her thought, hadn't such a picture always been what she wanted? She had once longed for

such a warm and tranquil image. That year, she stayed alone in the cold wedding room, longing to see

his figure night after night, longing for he come back to keep her company.

Even just sitting quietly with her would make her feel at ease.