Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 76

Calvin leaned back on the sofa, his hand on the back of the sofa, holding the cigar. He took a puff and gave her a glance, indifferent to her face full of grief and anger.

Belle held back the overflowing bitterness and said in an almost pleading tone, "Calvin, do you have to do this? Didn't you say that there's no need to be in a stuck situation? Say it, what should I do that you can let go of me?”

Tears flowed from Belle's eyes and her heart ached.

She didn’t know why God was so cruel to her.

“Are you begging me?” Calvin looked towards here, listening to her most humble words he had ever heard from her.

Sure enough her face was devoid of that coldness, but grief, despair and sorrow could be seen.

There she stood, as pitiful as a blade of grass in the autumn wind, seemingly ready to wither at any moment. Forced down the distress in his heart, he raised his head and beckoned towards her.

Seeing that his face had softened, Belle preferred to believe that he would not be so completely bad, so she slowly walked up.

Calvin pulled her over with force, soon she was sitting on his lap. His fingers lifted her hair. Seeing that she was nervous and humble, he became less angry, and said with a smile, “Since you are begging me, I don’t want to make it difficult for you, lest you say I am heartless.”

Belle coldly snorted in his heart. Not only did he make things difficult for her at every turn, but he also made me do something so humiliating, he was even more of a jerk. But then he said, “I will give you a chance to tell me.”

“What?” Belle raised her head in confusion. She was begging, did he want her to beg him again? So she opened her mouth, “Calvin, don’t make it hard for me and my mother, I will do as you told, okay?”

For the sake of her mother, she endured it, and she had not dignity in front of him long time ago anyway.

“No, not this.” Calvin swayed his finger and his face turned cold.

No this? What could she tell him? Belle was confused, so she shook her head.

“You have nothing to tell me?” Calvin asked in a cold voice.

Belle still could not figure out what he wanted to hear, she just sat there in a daze.

“Fine, since you don’t understand, I will let you know.” Calvin hooked her waist with arms, and uttered expressionless, “From now on, you move back to Grand Hyatt Apartments, and you work is to sleep with me, till I get bored with you, and then I will teach you how to respect me.”

Belle was shocked to hear that. She thought he would be kind enough to leg go of her, but to her surprise, he made such a request.

What did he take her for? Mistress? Or whore?

Her body went stiff, she was so angry at his words, but she could do nothing.

Calvin’s hands stroke over her face with a smug smile. He liked to see that she could do nothing.

She, who had the audacity to suspect that he had killed her father, was abominable to think of. He couldn't vent his anger, and he firmly believed that she wouldn't learn her lesson until she was punished.

"I'll let you go for the time being. You have to move back to the Grand Hyatt Apartments first. Remember to make dinner and wait for me to come back. Remember that your job is to serve me. Be good. Then, I will promise you that I will find a solution for your mother's illness. Otherwise, don't blame me for being heartless. Remember, don't play any tricks to provoke me. From today onwards, you have to draw a clear line with Rhys. Don't ever let me see you hanging out with him again. You should always remember that you're now a member of the Harvey Corp and my mistress. I think you know what it takes to do your part in both jobs well."

Belle was completely dumbfounded. She had no idea what she was doing. She wondered why she even bothered him when she came back to get divorced. Wouldn't it have been much better if she had taken her mom and run away?

However, now that she thought about it, even if she went far away, she would still have to find her way back to treat her mother's illness. If she went far away and devoted herself to making her mother happier, would her kidneys ever recover from the injury? Then again, how could her mother be happy after losing her husband and being away from her homeland? It was impossible...

Why did it have to be like this? Why?

There were no more tears in her eyes. She sat there in a daze, thinking of various scenarios in her head. All those what-ifs. Calvin's palm rested on her waist and he asked evilly, "Why are you not leaving? Do you want me to take you right here?"

Belle was so shocked at the sound of it that she came to her senses. She hurriedly stood up from his lap and ran away in disarray.

The corner of Calvin's mouth rose high when he saw her run away in a hurry.

He stood up, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and paced back and forth in the room.

Then, he slowly headed outside.

In one of the best hospitals in the country. Calvin sat across from the Director's desk in the Director's office. His eyes were calm and dignified while Aron stood quietly next to him.

"Mr. Harvey, Kate's relative would definitely be an ideal donor for kidney transplantation for her blood type."