Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 183

"Belle, where are you?" Calvin's anxious voice came through the phone.

Belle didn't speak for a long time, a sad smile floating at the corner of her mouth.

"Belle, where are you?" Calvin's voice was even more anxious, asking over there with constant urging.

The corner of Belle's mouth was a shallow, cold smile.

"I am in the living room of Harvey Mansion." She pronounced it one word at a time, loud and clear.

After saying only those few words, she hung up the phone resolutely, turned off her mobile phone and put it in her bag.

In just such a moment, Calvin's phone fell to the ground and he was stunned! Even his heart seemed to have stopped beating!

The thing he dreaded most had finally arrived, and despite his attempts to hide it and do everything he could to keep it from her, she knew!

Why did she not listen to him but had to go back to Harvey Mansion!

He's already working on it, can't she wait any longer?

This thought lingered for only a second before he immediately realised something even more frightening, rushing downstairs and driving towards Harvey Mansion in his Hummer.

Belle, wait for me. Don't do anything stupid!

Also, Jennifer and the others are staying in the living room. Will they hurt her?!

There was hardly anyone in that family who could help her!

What will happen to her?

Anxious, the car ran a series of red lights on its way, whistling towards the Harvey Mansion.

"Mrs. Harvey, let's go upstairs and rest first." Emily advised in a worried whisper from the side.

"Okay." Belle finally came to her senses, smiled and replied briefly.

Emily then helped her to walk carefully towards the stairs.

Belle's consciousness was still lax, trying to concentrate but unable to. She was in a state of numbness. Emily supported her and she walked mechanically, sometimes even stepping off the stairs, when Emily would hold her steady and gently remind her.

From the time she walked up the stairs to the time she entered her bedroom, Belle's consciousness was empty until Emily helped her sit down on the sofa, her eyes still empty and unfocused.

"Mrs. Harvey, wake up." Emily said sadly, wiping her tears, "Mrs. Harvey, that family is unforgiving, Don't take it personally with them. I can see that Young Master likes you, don't be discouraged, let alone intimidated by them."

Emily rubbed her hand, tears welling up in her eyes.

How bitter must this be!

These are the things that women fear most!

But it has happened, she has to be strong and face it, and not mess herself up.

She could only keep reassuring Belle.

But what worried her most was that this time, even Sophia who had always stood by her side and defended her had changed her mind, and had even agreed that Young Master was going to marry Lexie, which meant something!

It means that Lexie would be Calvin’s wife, and that Mrs. Harvey will be miserable!

When she thought of this, her heart was filled with worry for Belle.

The only one she can rely on now is Young Master!

But she was still not sure what exactly Young Master's attitude was.

She even heard a rumor the other day that Young Master had sent Mrs. Harvey away on purpose for Lexie's sake.

Emily hardly dared to think further.

She could only shed her tears.

There were no tears in Belle's eyes, and her numb mind gradually came back. When she came to her senses, she saw that Emily was wiping her tears with a tissue next to her.

"Emily, I want to rest, so you can go out first." She whispered to Emily, smiling at her gratefully.

"Mrs. Harvey, you must think straight. Young Master likes you, you must not be discouraged by anything, you must not mess yourself up. Although Lexie is pregnant, that is not necessarily good. If a girl is born, it will not be a big deal. As long as Young Master likes you, everything will be fine, the key is still to catch Young Master's heart." Emily admonished when Belle had regained her senses.

Women relied on men’s love, and once they had the love from men, they can have anything. Young Master should love Mrs. Harvey. At this thought, Emily put her mind at ease.

"Don't worry, Emily, I know what to do, thank you for your concern." Belle nodded towards Emily, smiling faintly, but her stomach couldn't help but feel a wave of nausea that wanted to vomit.

Her exhausted expression fell into Emily's eyes and, convinced that Belle really just wanted to rest now, she stood up and gave instructions until Belle agreed, then walked out with confidence.

As soon as Emily walked out, Belle stood up and locked the door to her room.

Just as she turned around, her stomach turned inside out and she scrambled towards the bathroom, opening the lid of the toilet and vomiting violently.

It took until she was dizzy and had vomited up all the contents of my stomach to calm down.

After throwing up, she was so sweaty that she couldn't get up from sitting on the bathroom floor.

Putting down the toilet lid, sheepishly and weakly, she slumped over it, panting lightly.

Her mind was still buzzing with empty space and she didn't even know what she wanted to do next!

She wanted to get up and climb into bed, but she had no strength at all.

The door to the room was already locked when Calvin rushed in.

"Belle." He yelled anxiously from outside, and when there was no sound from inside, he scrambled to pull out the key to open the door.

When the door opened, he found the bedroom was empty.

"Belle, Belle." He shouted, sweating profusely and anxiously.

The door to the bathroom was closed.

He ran towards the bathroom.

"Belle, are you there?" He knocked on the door, which wouldn't unscrew and had been unlocked.

He could be sure she was in the bathroom, so he knocked harder on the door, peered in through the crack and shouted, "Belle, are you there? Open up."

Belle slumped weakly on the toilet lid, Calvin's anxious voice in her ears. She was so weak that she couldn't even stand up.

The door was rapped heavily and once Calvin's nice magnetic voice fell into Belle's ears but it was so harsh.

She covered her ears with her hands and whimpered.

The sound was so harsh that it went into her head through my ears. Her head was getting harsher and harsher, and her stomach was getting sicker and sicker, so she vomited again with a shaky hand.

She vomited until all the tears and snot came out and her face was red.

Pulling the toilet paper and wiping repeatedly, her nose, lips were rubbed red.

Calvin was outside when he heard a low scream and the sound of rushing water inside, not knowing what was happening to her inside, he became more anxious.

There was no a spare key to the bathroom and fearing that something might happen to her in there, he had to tap on the door and shout.

When Emily saw Calvin hurrying back, she knew that he had come back for Mrs. Harvey and was so happy that she came over.

"Mrs. Harvey, Young Master has come back to see you, open the door." Emily called after her from outside.

After a while, Belle finally calmed down, dried the dirt on her face and slowly stood up.

They were too noisy!

She wanted to get out!

The door was opened, her face was pale, but her eyes were calm.

"Belle." When Calvin saw the door finally open and Belle came out unharmed from inside, he went up and hugged her, holding her tightly in his arms.

Emily smiled and retreated, closing the door.

"Belle, I ..." Calvin wrapped his arms around her, not knowing what to say.

Belle was held tightly in Calvin's arms, smelling the familiar smell of his body, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then said coldly, "Let go of me."

"No, Belle, I don't want to let go of you." Calvin said in a panic, wrapping his arms around her even more tightly, muttering.

"Please let go of me." Belle bit her lip and shouted sternly and angrily.

"No, Belle." Calvin wrapped his arms around her in death and shook his head, suddenly feeling chills all over his body. Belle's voice was cold and determined, such a voice he had never heard before, and it made him very scared.

She should have known everything already, she hated him.

"Belle, don't, let me explain." He wrapped his arms around her and lowered his head to kiss her, his lips on her face, on her eyes in a frenzy, as if this was the only way to truly have her, to make her feel his love.

Belle couldn't escape, but let him kiss her.

His kisses fell thickly like rain on her face.

Belle's heart ached unbearably. Unable to refuse him, she could only bite her lips tightly, resisting his lips and his tongue, rejecting him in her own way.

A tear slipped from Belle's eye as Calvin refused to give up.

No, her sanity had to be clear enough to stop sinking willingly into his so-called love, to not just be completely taken over by him and desecrate her feelings.

Finding the right opportunity, she bit down hard on his lips.

She didn't relax her teeth until a scarlet-sweet scent dripped from their mouths.

The warm and scarlet liquid slowly flowed down the corners of her mouth. Calvin had gone mad, still kissing her regardless, not feeling the slightest bit of pain at all.

The strong smell of blood filled the air between them, and under the stimulation of this scarlet smell, Belle felt another wave of nausea in her stomach, and she pushed him away with all her strength.