Go After My Ex-wife

Damn woman!

It was abominable to peek at his diary!

Calvin was annoyed. This woman must have seen what he had written in his diary and knew that the man standing in the dark that night was him.

In an instant the dark side of his heart all exposed to her, leaving him in a state of wretchedness and bereft of dignity.

This woman really doesn't have even basic respect. Doesn't she understand that other people's privacy is not to be peeked at? She couldn't stay any longer! He stood up indignantly, saying coldly, "Go away, as far away as you can, and never let me see you again, you despicable woman."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he flung the door open and stormed out in a fury.

The room returned to a dead silence, Belle's mind went blank. Why would this happen? Why would God do this to her? Her heart ached, sore for she was an impure woman.

The thought haunted her, soaking into the marrow of her bones. Shivering, she packed up her things and left the place with determination. Originally, she had the plan to move out, well, now she could leave decisively.

The autumn wind was howling, sweeping through the streets. The pedestrians were all in a hurry running towards their homes, but she was afraid to go home to face her mother. She had not found a place yet, so at this moment she had nowhere to go.

Her father's death had left her with a broken heart, but was there anything she could do? At this moment, she realised that there was nothing she could do. Even if she knew that Calvin was behind the scene, so what? Now the evidence was all destroyed. He took her to the island was to tell her that she should stop doing anything useless. The evidence had been destroyed by him, and the truth would never come out.

All her efforts were to no avail except to invite more rough treatment from him, more relentless taunts.

As she was walking down the street, she was pushed and almost fell over. In a hurry, she held on a tree trunk at the roadside and lifted her confused head, only to see a hospital in front of her.

In her mind she remembered that day after her wedding night, she woke up with pain through her body, no one caring for her. The pain intensified in the afternoon, the stabbing pain between her legs was so bad she couldn't walk, so she could come to this hospital quietly and alone.

"Miss, you must exercise restraint in the future when you're having sex, don't just want that momentary pleasure, look, it's all cracked, you must get stitches or the wound will become inflamed." The attending doctor said in a serious voice, "Bear with it, it will hurt." After saying this, he shook his head again and muttered, "Hey! Young people nowadays know too little about moderation."

The look of displeasure on the attending doctor's face is still vivid in her mind.

on the cold operating table, biting her lip, fishy red blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, as the sharp needle tip penetrated her

of five stitches

something, she had got five stitches and her wounds had been torn open, how could there have been no blood? But the sheets she woke up on that day were white and clean, there was no blood visible, not

there's something fishy about this, there has to

but her heart leapt with certainty, there must be

her body slackening

they are both modern youths, they would not care about this. Besides, Calvin had many women

had never felt

more evidence of her father's death, and she has no longer anything

her own ability, in fact, there was really nothing she

leave, to take her mother and get

her father had gone, let him rest

reached for her mobile phone in her bag, but she was shocked to find it empty. She had obviously brought her

must have been just now, someone had pushed her and she was so

there be anyone

up and saw a row of shops along the street. She went from house to

was holding the phone with her

her head at the time was a string of phone numbers, and when she dialed, there was a warm male voice came from

voice was always so warm to

Where are you?" As she uttered a word, Ryhs

only he was ever so understanding and caring for her. She thought this was the best comfort God had

minutes of putting down the phone,

front of her, she seemed to be in

the woman in front of him, her hair draped over her shoulders, her gaze dull, and her eyes empty. She stared blankly at him, and the light in her

be in to look like that? He had known that day that she had passed out in the cave, and that a helicopter had