Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 106

"Go, write a self-criticism letter until I am satisfied, or I will make your life worse than death today, and will show you what I can do." His strong, non-temperate voice spoke coldly again.

His words were so firm, his tone so cold that he could not allow her to object at all.

She had just seen a little tenderness in his eyes, but for just a moment, his heart was hard as iron again.

To her, he was always ruthless plus cruel!

Thoroughly discouraged, with tears in her eyes and gritted teeth, she simply agreed and headed towards the bedroom.

The look on her face was so pitiful and she was holding back her tears that Calvin's eyes were filled with heartache and intolerance. He had the eager to hold her into his arms, but thinking of Bill staring at her, he pressed down that eager.

Why did Bill come to the nightclub?

As soon as he walked into the nightclub last night, he caught a glimpse of Bill sitting in the crowd, his sullen and ruthless eyes always fixed on Belle, and it was by following his gaze that Calvin found Belle.

He watched all this calmly and secretively, a gloomy aura revealing from time to time.

Although no one could read his mind, Calvin had a hunch that he must have come out for a reason. If he hadn't shown up last night, there was a good chance Bill would have taken Belle away and wouldn't have let those drunken men bully her.

Only then, the consequences for Belle would be even worse, and it was hard to say if she could come out alive, and even if he were to send someone to rescue her, it would be too late.

Just the thought of it scares Calvin.

This woman really doesn't know what's at stake!

Going to a nightclub and getting messed with these people is like jumping into a fire! So she had to write her self-criticism letter!

An hour later, Belle had not yet come out.

Calvin walked in and saw that she was holding a piece of paper and a pen, where she was making circles.

When she saw Calvin walk in, she raised her eyes, but there was a clear resistance in her eyes.

"Haven't you written it yet?" Calvin's face sank, like he was reprimanding a schoolboy.

"Calvin, no, Mr. Harvey, I really don't know what I did wrong, and I won't admit to anything I haven't done, even if you kill me, I won't be forced into submission." The watery eyes of Belle were full of stubbornness, and dense with grief and anger.

Calvin looked into her eyes, his heart sinking with pain, and asked with anger, "Do you really not know the reason why I want you to write a self-criticism letter?"

"I don't know." Belle nodded, her eyes confused.

"You're so stupid." Calvin's face was gloomy as he asked in annoyance, "Why did you go to a nightclub to drink yesterday?"

Belle was momentarily speechless, but a complex and inexplicable emotion surged up in her heart, she lowered her head and said timidly, "I was in a bad mood, can't I go for a drink?"

"You have to go to a club that when you're in a bad mood? Does everyone in the world have to go and kill themselves when they're in a bad mood?" Calvin was filled with anger, "Do you know how dangerous it was last night for a woman to go to a club? If I hadn't arrived in time, would you still be standing here right now? I asked you to write a self-criticism letter because I want you to remember the lessons you learned and not go to a club again, do you think I'm trying to make things difficult for you on purpose?"

Calvin's words were loud and clear, and it took half a second for Belle to realize that he was angry with her for going to a club, but who would understand her when she was in such a bitter mood!

Slowly, she lowered her head, and although her face showed fear, she did not regret it.

"Even if I go to a club and something bad happens, it's my own business, not yours." She murmured in a dejected mood.

"How dare you say such ungrateful words? I was worried about you." Calvin's face twisted, he was so angry that he grabbed Belle and was about to pick her up.

"Calvin, you're not qualified to control me, I won't appreciate you. No one has ever really cared about me, believe me, what's the difference between me living like this and being dead?" Tears streamed down her cheeks as she sobbed uncontrollably.

"So is this the way to get yourself killed? When I didn't trust you? If I really didn't trust you, would I still have made you the vice president of the company and given you such a heavy responsibility? You can't even figure it out, what a stupid woman!" Calvin put her down, furious!

"No, Calvin, you never believed in me, you despise me from the bottom of your heart, otherwise how could you have changed the bed sheet to red? If you didn't care, why did you scold me that day in this study for being a slut who seduces men, doesn't that tell everything?" Belle stood firm, sneered and questioned loudly.

This was the cause of her constant heartache and the dead knot in her heart.

He said he didn't care about anything, he said he believed her, but everything he had done told her otherwise!

She is not stupid!

If a woman is scolded by her husband as a slut, how could she not be sad? She has self-respect too!

Belle's loud questioning caused Calvin to freeze and stand frozen!

His heart has a mixture of emotions.

Yes, does he really not care?

Why does the sight of the white sheets make him uncomfortable? Why does the sight of her with another man remind him that she is an unchaste woman? Doesn't it all mean that he actually cares? Although he was already accepting it in his heart, his words and actions were really hurting her feelings!

He was also responsible for her suffering.

"I just want to prove my innocence, why is it so hard? Even if you see the proof, you still don't believe me. I don't need you to comfort me! I deserved it!" Belle snorted, pointed at Calvin and said mockingly, "How dare you say you don't care? You are hypocritical, okay, I admit that it's all my fault, my existence is a mistake, I shouldn't have married into the Harvey family and married you back then, is that enough?"

Having said this, with a poignant smile, she turned her head and sprinted outside.

That's enough, it doesn't matter!

She doesn't care about her reputation anymore and doesn't expect anyone else to understand her!

It's her life!

A large, strong hand quickly pulled her in, and long arms swept over and landed around her waist, he picked her up by the waist.

"Let go of me, leave me alone." Belle pushed him hard, but she could not move him in the slightest.

Calvin's hands circled tighter and tighter until he had her tightly in his arms, making it impossible for her to move.

His hot lips suddenly kissed her lips, furiously, not saying a word, not even an explanation.

His kiss was domineering yet gentle, strong yet lingering, soaking Belle's heart like a spring breeze, it was by no means like the previous solicitations, she could feel his sincerity and passion.

Belle's eyes widened in shock as she looked at him, the light in her eyes hazy and blurred with confusion and disbelief.

Seeing the tenderness in his eyes, Belle seemed to have never seen such an intoxicating gaze before and looked at him somewhat dumbfounded.

‘Do you know how anxious I was when I couldn't find you yesterday? I almost rushed over there, just worried that something had happened to you, and I asked you to write a self-criticism letter, just to make you realise the mistake of going to club, to make you know how to protect yourself, and not to do anything stupid no matter how angry you are.’

"You're never allowed to go to a club again. Can it solve anything?" His magnetic voice was so soft and melodious, and though the words were reproachful, there was no hint of blame to be heard, but rather a warm doting that enchanted her heart!

He looked down at her with gentle eyes, and Belle could see a light in his eyes that was definitely different from what he had seen before, which carried compassionate, caring and love.

It seemed to be something she had longed for ages to see.

Does she own it today?

"Come on, let’s go and see your mother." He whispered in her ear, thoughtfully.

Belle's eyes became bright, the gloom inside was swept away.

"See my mother?" She asked as if in disbelief.

Calvin's heart throbbed.

Stroking her hair lightly, he nodded with a slight smile.

All the aggression seemed to disappear at this moment, and Belle became excited.

Kate lay pale on the hospital bed, her eyes closed, her hands full of syringes and her lips pale.

She lay quietly, her expression wooden, as if she is uninterested in everything around her.

"Mom." When Belle saw Kate's withered appearance as soon as she entered the hospital, her heart sank and her tears flowed as she held her mother's hand, sobbing uncontrollably.

Poor Mom, why did God be cruel to her Mom!

She clenched her teeth and sobbed.

When Kate heard Belle's voice, she opened her eyes and a bright light flashed in her deadly grey eyes.