Go After My Ex-wife

Calvin's deep gaze swept over the wedding room, the light in his eyes obscure and inexplicable.

He had been married to Belle for four years, only for one year, she was staying in the Harvey Mansion, and for three years, she fled to America.

For a year, she stayed in this room, and he never set foot in it, except for the night of the wedding.

His mind flashed back to the night of the wedding, when he had walked in drunk and inebriated, fucked her unchecked with vengeance and hatred, the memories of that night left embedded in the depths of his mind.

The beauty of that night had already taken root in his subconscious, otherwise, three years later, when Belle reappeared in front of him, he would have asked Belle to stay with him for one night.

The longing inside him felt as if it had been stirred by someone's hand, and his blood flowed backwards as he fell onto the soft bed imported from Italy, holding his forehead in his hands, his mind full of thoughts.

When he looked up again, the large dressing mirror reflected a slight flush on his handsome face, and, inwardly annoyed, he loosened the button of his T-shirt and his eyes snapped open to a blood-red, sticky patch on his chest, it was blood.

He took off his clothes in a panic, and in front of the dressing mirror, his body was bloodstained red, shocking to the eyes. A pale, frail face floated before his eyes. Blood dripped from her fingers, and his heart felt as if it had been clawed by sharp claws, for the blood she had left on his body as she struggled under him in the car a few hours ago.

He had meant to take to the hospital to be bandaged, but it was possessed by a sudden surge of anger and lust within!

He sprang to his feet and rushed outside.

The Hummer let out a low, suppressed roar, rolling heavily over Calvin's heart.

He started the car and ran towards the outside, walking several hospitals in a row without finding Belle's figure.

The retrofitted version of the Hummer roams the streets in a particularly striking manner.

Damn woman, how's the hand injury? Is she home already?

His mind sinks as he drives aimlessly through the streets, expecting to see the delicate figure, but with a bitter smile on his face; he doesn't understand what he's doing.

A deep, tranquil river gorge runs through A City, with willows hanging low in the dark, secluded corners and a slight breeze carries slight coolness.

Belle sat gloomily hugging her knees, the light in her eyes was dim.

bottles are lying quietly

she can remove her

ago, she arrived at the hospital

shards of glass, pieces that dug

cleaned up for three whole hours, and she clenched her teeth without even

the injection, she looked at her gauze-wrapped hand, but was afraid to go home,

about her dad's tragic situation, she didn't cry, she just hugged his urn and slept for seven

dozen beers and came to

was late at night, and apart from a few couples, there were no

one position for some

still in A City, she would come to this familiar river

bottle of beer, she tilted her head back

was aching and bitter and she couldn't get rid of it! Her palms burned like fire. She had to use wine to burn her sorrows and numb her nerves so that she could feel less

went into her belly,

her arms up and flung the beer cans towards the river

and

bottle of beer, the white vapour bubbling out of the can, and the depression released as she threw back her head

then. Since she married into the Harvey family,

Calvin's indifference to her, there is also the endless

head

not long after she married into the Harvey family, she was slapped by her mother-in-law, and

fuss, like a bride who would not go against

workers and nannies don't take her seriously because of her mother-in-law's spite and

time, could strut into the house, and her mother-in-law always smiled when

been with Calvin! But she had already captured

did, her mother-in-law was always cold and never

wrong, nor

with great joy, but everything is not what she thought it would

her as a money-hungry woman, her mother-in-law treats her as an enemy, and her

faint and he was