Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 51

"What does it have to do with you? Who are you to care about my business?" She rolled her eyes and asked without a good manner.

"And you angry?" Calvin snorted coldly. When she was on the stage, she found that she was intimate with Rhys, talking and laughing, and when he finished speaking on the stage, he looked around for her figure, only to see that she had changed into a sexy dress and was hiding in the corner with Rhys, smiling flirtatiously.

Even when she saw him, she ignored him, with irritated Calvin a lot.

His ex-wife, ignored him but flirted with other men, no wonder she came to him for a divorce as soon as she returned to A City, so it turned out that she had found another man.

She wanted to leave him for another man? Well, he would not let her get her way.

Jealousy and sourness swelled in his heart and he tightened his grip on her.

Whatever, he could not see that she was with Rhys. If she married Rhys, it would not only be a disgrace to him, but also put his company in danger.

He had seen her value today, the luxury cars she designed had moved him several places up the global wealth list overnight, and he didn't want to lose this cash cow.

In fact, he had an even more terrible feeling in his heart, that whenever he saw her with another man, he would panic.

She in sexy clothes with that seductive deep cleavage on her chest was appealing for men.

Today, on stage, she had put on a dress that was not low-cut, but it still attracted all eyes, and he even felt that those damn men were staring at her and salivating over her.

That made him uncomfortable.

He breathed in and lowered his voice but couldn't suppress his anger, "You can't wear this kind of clothes."

"None of your business." Belle had reached the edge of unbearability at his words, said viciously, "Calvin, don't get ahead of yourself, you said you would agree to my request after the press conference."

Very well, how dare she openly confront him! Calvin became more furious.

"You still work for my company, your every move represents the image of my company. You are seducing men and disgracing my company by dressing like this." He was brutally unreasonable and domineering, his hands tightening around her.

His hand was wrapped around her breast, and although the night was now approaching, there were still many people looking towards them, and Belle was ashamed and angry.

It was just revealing clothing, and he was already using the company's rules and regulations to pressure her.

What about his Lexie? She was dressed in a sexy dress and her underwear was almost visible, but he didn't care about that.

Belle lowered her head and bit his hand that was wrapped around her breast, and took advantage of the moment when Calvin was in pain to break away from his embrace and run towards the outside.

She had to get out of here and leave Harvey Corp.

Since she had already made up her mind that she didn't want the two cars, she wasn't going to pursue the matter any further, and she had already done her duty by successfully designing the car model he wanted.

There was absolutely no point in staying any longer.

She ran all the way back and rushed into the Grand Hyatt flat.

She started to pack her things, the clothes were all custom-made by Calvin and she didn't want them.

The most important thing was her laptop and the drawings of some very important models. She had to leave here overnight and never see him again.

The door slammed open with a loud bang.

Calvin rushed back in a fury.

"What are you doing?" His eyes caught the computer bag she was holding and he shouted out.

"I'm going home, I'm quitting my job." Belle didn't even look at him but shouted.

A wicked smile appeared on Calvin's face, and he viciously asked, "Who agreed that?"

Who agreed? You agreed, but you're playing dumb! Belle rebuked angrily.

"Calvin, you promised me that you would agree to my request after the press conference and let me leave."

She argued, her face flushed.

"Did I promise to let you go? Think about it, I just promised you a request." Calvin laughed out loud and smugly, and Belle saw the roguish smile in his eyes and was furious, but indeed he had just promised her a request.

Calvin was even happier!

In fact, he knew that they would have their own lives to lead and it would not be good for them to be tied to each other.

But he just couldn't bear to see how impatient Belle was to leave him, so he reversed himself.

"You are abominable scoundrel, villain." After a long time, Belle came to her senses and understood that she had been tricked by him, so she couldn't help but roar out in anger.

She really didn't expect this man to go back on his word and be capricious.

Calvin smiled smugly, not caring at all about Belle's criticism.

"What is your request? I'll meet you tonight." He snatched the laptop from her hand and threw it on the sofa, then sat down leisurely on his butt and asked in a casual manner.

At this, Belle was angry.

"What if I want you to die?" In her desperation, she gritted her teeth and said viciously.

But as soon as the words were out of her mouth, she herself was dumbfounded. How could she say such vicious words?

Calvin's heart was cold as he stared into her eyes and asked in disbelief, "How dare you curse me and want me to die? Why do you have such a cruel heart?"

Belle was instantly speechless, and even her sanity sobered up.

"You didn’t keep your words?" She sighed in relief, her face slightly pale, and fell onto the sofa.

"I didn't promise you anything in the first place, I just said I would grant you a request for a reward, and don't forget you're still under contract with my company for a year." He was deflated, "And you promised me you would attend Grandma's birthday."

"Yes, I'll come over to you on Grandma's birthday and will never go back on my word." She replied, chagrined.

"Then let's wait until after Grandma's birthday. Since I promised to meet one of your requests, you might want to think about what it is and let me know, I will satisfy you." He then walked away, going so far as to take away the laptop for fear of that she would leave.

Belle sat on the sofa and sulked, the image of Calvin with Lexie in his arms flashed in her mind and her heart stung.

Last time he invited her to dinner, he was so intimate to her at the dinner table, but it turned out to be just for Rhys' fiancee, just to make a fool of her.

She would no longer trust his so-called good intentions.

She went into the bathroom, took a shower, and went to bed early.

At some point in her sleep, she was startled to hear the sound of giggling beside her.

She opened her eyes in a daze, only to see Calvin walking in, reeking of alcohol and red in the face, lying on her bed and looking at her with his head cocked.

"Hey, you've got the wrong room." Belle sat up with a jolt of fright and yelled.

The light in the room was so dim that Calvin couldn't even see the colour of the silk pyjamas Belle was wearing, only that her skin was smooth, her cheeks were flushed, and her mouth was too shocked to close.

"This is my house, how can I go to the wrong room?" Calvin hiccuped and smiled cheekily.

His drunken eyes were misty and his handsome face was devoid of its usual dominance, even his eyebrows were stretched out and he was smiling, looking at Belle with his head tilted, like a naughty child, cute and childish.

Belle thought otherwise. She could even smell the danger on his body. She had experienced the unpredictability of this guy and immediately shouted, "Calvin, you are in the wrong room, please get out."

Calvin lay down on the bed and rolled over towards Belle.

Belle's sleepiness was all but awakened, so she crawled out of bed and stood up on the floor.

"Hey, drunken maniac, get down." Belle could not figure out how much he had drunk, she could see that he was very drunk, so she was angry and anxious, and rebuked in a delicate voice.

"Belle, come here, I want to talk to you." Calvin rolled over but failed to have Belle in his arms, his heart felt lost, he waved towards Belle, "Don't worry, I'm not drunk."

Not drunk? Belle was not that stupid. Who would say they were drunk if they were drunk? He smelled of alcohol, and couldn't even move his arms and legs, so he was obviously very drunk, and he said he wasn't drunk? Hell believes him!

She just stood and looked at him in disbelief.

"Drinking too much is not healthy, don't you know?" She asked, her face flushed with remorse!

"Are you concerned about me?" Calvin asked with a smile.

"No, go away, I'm going to bed." Realising that she had spoken too much, Belle was ashamed and anxious, and even more afraid of causing him to misunderstand, she kept urging.

Calvin squinted at her shy and anxious look, and found that she was so cute.

"I just want to talk to you, come down here." He beckoned, begging.

Belle glanced at him, he was not as domineering as before, but even had some cuteness to him, and it was surprising that he was begging her. She asked with a stern face, “I have nothing to talk to you, go to sleep. I gotta work tomorrow.”

"No, Belle, you don't have to work tomorrow, I'll give you the next few days off. The press conference was a success thanks to you, there's nothing else to do for now." Calvin's drunken eyes were misty, his speech was a bit slurred, "I'll take you out to take a break, okay?"