Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 100

The pure cotton pyjamas on Belle's body are printed with cartoon animals, making her look soft and cute, and she has just come out of the shower, with a few drops of water on her hair in front of her forehead, glistening like pearls.

Just as she walked out, she saw Yanis helping her clean her room. She moved ably and was so focused that she didn't seem to notice Belle behind her.

Leaning against the doorframe, with her arms wrapped around her chest, Belle gazed silently at the imported and expensive Ostia mattress.

Yanis leaned over the sheet and looked at it before touching it with her hands. She took the new red sheet and opened it up, flicked it out, and the red sheet was like a fiery red cloud in the sky, then slowly landed on the mattress. She crouched down and wrapped the four corners of the sheet in a clockwise direction, with great dexterity.

The large sheet was paved in less than a minute.

And she looked at ease, she was really a master at making the bed.

Belle's eyes were fixed on the red sheets, not blinking.

It took her ten minutes to make her bed that day, and she was tired and sweaty.

Every morning, the maids come to the master's bedroom to do these all-too-common tasks, which are insignificant to them.

Belle lost in thought, her mind repeatedly swept through shots that made her suspicious, the blood red sheets constantly fluttering in her mind as she was slightly bewildered.

Yania finished her bed and then turned to the table, her eyes scanning around, looking for something on the table, not looking like a person who is cleaning up.

Belle's face was instantly gloomy.

"Ahem." She coughed slightly.

"Mrs. Harvey, you are there." Yanis seemed to be intimidated, turning her head before she saw Belle who was standing behind her, a flash of panic in her eyes.

Belle's eyes held a smile, while a morose chill slowly poured out from the smile.

"What? I'm not supposed to stay in my room?" Her tone was gentle and she took a step closer, but her words carried an overwhelming force.

"No, no, that's not what I meant." Yanis’s face turned ashen, she panicked and denied with a smile on her face, "This is your room, of course you should stay here. I was so preoccupied with cleaning the room just now that I didn't know you were in the room. I'm so sorry."

She soon justified herself.

"You cleaned my room, I should thank you." Belle smiled lightly, slowly sat down on the sofa in the room, crossed her legs, took the grape placed on the coffee table and put it into her mouth, gently biting it. The purple liquid stained her mouth, then she gave a smile, revealing her teeth stained with purple juice, like a snake beauty.

"Come here." Her face slowly clouded over and her gaze grew sharp as she beckoned towards Yanis, who was giggling at her.

Yanis trembled but obediently approached and asked in a whisper, "Mrs. Harvey."

"Are you afraid of me?" Belle asked as she ate another grape. She was really not considered a mean person within this Fragrance Garden, even the servants were more bullying than her, so it was unbelievable to her that Yanis showing fear in front of her.

"No, Mrs. Harvey, you are a modest person, we like you." Yanis said with a smile.

"Really? That's good." Belle suddenly smiled. It was good enough that they didn't gang up to bully her, how could she expect the servants would like her? But she still said with a smile, "I was afraid that you wouldn't like me and say bad things about me."

"No, no," said Yanis, getting even more uncomfortable.