Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 113 Don't Let You Forget Me Easily

"Well, that's good. Belle, if you need anything, or someone bullies you, just tell me. I will help you."

Sophia said.

These words made Paige very uncomfortable. She was very dissatisfied with Sophia's protection of

Belle. In Fragrance Garden, she was the most qualified person to 'bully' Belle. Sophia was an elder.

She actually said such words in front of many people, which was basically accusing Paige of not

managing Fragrance Garden well. Paige felt very embarrassed. She pulled a long face and didn’t

speak any more, but she had always been full of unhappiness about the special protection Sophia gave

to Belle.

"Grandma, you are too partial. I am your grandson, but you don't care about me." Calvin smiled lightly

and deliberately teased his grandma.

"Because you are my grandson, I want to be nicer to Belle." Sophia glanced at him and said

deliberately, but her face was full of love.

Calvin smiled and scratched his head.

"Have a seat. Let's have dinner." Sophia said softly to Ruth. Hearing it, Ruth immediately sent the order

to start dinner.

Everyone began to eat.

As soon as Belle sat down and picked up the chopsticks on the table, she looked up and saw a pair of

bright eyes. The light in those eyes flashed, which was so weird. The guy glanced at Calvin’s hand

which holding one of Belle’s hands. The look in his eyes made Belle feel uncomfortable.

Martin was sitting opposite her.

Belle was shocked. The feeling she had when she was wandering on the street just now came to her

again. Dumbfoundedly, the words he said that day came to Belle’s mind suddenly. So far, only two

people had told her about her father's death. One was him and the other was Lottie. Even Calvin didn’t

mention it to her, so she didn’t know whether he knew it or not.

What did Martin know?

Belle's eyes shot out a stern light. She stared at him.

Martin seemed to see through what was on her mind. He had his meal calmly, and even smiled at her

from time to time.

"Ahem, Belle, eat this." Calvin saw the expressions on their faces. He frowned slightly, glared at Martin

with sharp eyes, and put a piece of spareribs into Belle's bowl.

Belle came back to her senses and then looked away. She started to eat on her own.

In the dark night, the autumn wind blew up. It was a little chilly.

Belle lay in the soft quilt. All kinds of complicated pictures came into her mind. It was about her father's

death, so her mood was bad.

Calvin's chest beside her was strong and warm. She leaned against him, feeling so warm. The chest

was solid enough for her to lean on. In such a quiet night, with such a chest for her to rely on, Belle felt

so happy, so warm and safe.

She had adapted to the dark night with him.

She really wanted to keep relying on it like this. If nothing happened between them and if they were just

like all couples in the world, how happy she should be!

Should she tell him about her father’s matter? He should have known, but he never took the initiative to

mention it to her, not even to express his concern! He never believed in her. He still thought it was her

who caused his father into the hospital!

Forget it! Her business had nothing to do with him!

Even if he was her most intimate lover, he only had physical needs for her. There was no need to tell

him this. Because it was just nothing to him. That was her father, and had nothing to do with him. So

why bother to ask him this? What she got in the end was only humiliation! Maybe he was happy about

her father's death.

Their current relationship was ridiculous.

She quickly suppressed the thoughts that came into her mind. She had chosen to believe in him, and

believed that her father's death had nothing to do with him.

Calvin's breathing was even, but the woman in his arms was not asleep, which could be seen from her

somewhat stiff back. It seemed that she was still not used to sleeping in the same bed with him. He

stretched out his hands to hug her from the back, crossed his hands on her chest, hugged her tightly,

buried his head in her soft hair, and smelt it.

"Calvin." Sure enough, she whispered softly.

"Yeah." He also replied softly. His big hand was wandering on her lower abdomen.

"Calvin, do you already have a solution to the matter of Camphor Villa?" Belle closed her eyes,

pondered, and asked softly.

She really wanted to know if he had any countermeasures. Then she recalled what Rhys had said. If

Calvin couldn't even settle this matter, he wouldn't have to work and live in A City in the future. Would

that be the case?

She was a little worried.

But she suddenly had more complicated emotions. She didn't know how to forget him in the future. He

had sex with her so domineeringly, leaving his mark on her. She also wanted him to remember her own

beauty forever, letting him never forget her.

Did he want to settle the matter about Camphor Villa through Lexie?

As long as Belle thought of having to ask Lexie for help in this matter, she would feel uncomfortable. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Lexie could still live here. Paige was still flattering her and dare not offend her casually, including

Grandma couldn't clearly offend Tristan. All of these had something to do with Camphor Villa!

Belle didn't like Lexie, but she also wanted this matter to be settled easily. So she felt so upset.

If this matter was not resolved, then the problems between them would not be resolved. Then

everything would be uncertain. She hated such a stalemate.

Calvin cared about her. Should she fight for the future and happiness between them? She shouldn’t

give up easily, right?

As Grandma said, she shouldn't leave with regrets.

In fact, she saw his kindness. She was grateful that he could save her mother like this.

Since coming back that day, Calvin would accompany her to visit her mother almost whenever he was

free. Every time, he would take care of her mother and his caring to her mother were beyond words.

Every night, he would stay with her. In Harvey Mansion, he really fulfilled the responsibilities as a

husband. In fact, if they put aside so many problems, they were already like a pair of common couple.

They appreciated each other, loved each other and needed each other, which was a perfect

relationship.

The more it was like this, the more Belle couldn't control her feelings. She wanted to have him and

didn't want to be separated from him.

"Don't talk." He replied softly and briefly. He didn’t want to talk about that subject. His hands around her

body began hot.

She turned around and wrapped her hands around his waist. He kissed her. Then she also began to

kiss him back.

She wouldn't let him forget her easily. At least in the future when she wanted to forget him, it was only

fair that he should suffer like her.

The remark left on her was so deep that she might never forget it in her whole life. Why was he the one

who controlled everything? Couldn't she make him more impressed on her? At least when he dumped

her, his pain would be a little more in the future!

In love, she had been selfish!

Since he was always reluctant to mention this question, no matter how she tried to ask, he wouldn’t

answer her directly, then forget it! Even if he would take this opportunity to marry Lexie!

That night, the two of them had sex fiercely. Until both of them were exhausted and could no longer get

up, they hugged each other tightly and slept.