Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 104

The luxurious and grand nightclub is a mix of ancient Roman and modern elements, with black paint lining the walls of the club in a dark and unpredictable way.

Belle sat at the table, her face flushed and her eyes misty. The human weaknesses of laziness, greed and lust are revealed one by one in the catwalk sitting in front of the bar.

When the bartender handed Belle the strong alcohol called "Seven Colours of Light", she drank it without hesitation and after three glasses in a row, she couldn't tell where she was anymore!

Her eyes were full of blood red bed sheet and Calvin's disgusted eyes, the bitterness in her heart was getting bigger and bigger. Even if she was innocent, he wouldn't care about her, all along he never believed in her, even when the truth came out, he walked away coldly and even went to comfort Lexie.

She's nothing!

She staggered to her feet, all the figures in front of her were shifting and overlapping, she could no longer tell whether they were good or bad, women or men, she could only see the faces of hypocrites and laughing debauchers all over the world. She smiled alone, tears flowed from her eyes, her body was so weak and she soon fell back down.

Her world is destined to have no tomorrow, no future. In her mind were her father's death, her mother's wounds, and endless emptiness and desolation.

Calvin just used her to complete the design of the company's car, obsessed with her body. Why did she fall in love with him? Why did she choose to marry him? If not, she would be happy now.

This is her sorrow, her life.

"Calvin, you bastard, you are hypocritical and arrogant, thinking that I will bend over backwards to be your wife like Lexie?" Belle's mind drifted and she muttered, "I'm telling you, I won't, I simply despise you holding my mother's illness against me, shouting at me. I despise you, even if you don't love me, there will be someone else to love me."

"Fill my glass," she yelled, reaching towards the bartender, wanting to indulge herself completely.

"Miss, you're drunk." The bartender saw Belle's unclear demeanour. She was not a regular customer here, so probably she just came over to have a drink. But it was not safe for a woman to drink to drown her sorrows alone, so he kindly reminded her.

"No, I'm not drunk, I'm still sober. I'm telling you, I've got plenty of money, I will pay you." She slapped the table and called out, pulling a gold card out of her pocket, "There's enough money here to pay for the drinks."

The bartender shook his head, knowing that there was no way to dissuade her, that it was his duty not to meddle in the affairs of his customers, so he had to bring her another glass of alcohol.

"It's so hot," Belle, who had never drunk alcohol before, felt unbearably hot and agitated, pulling the dress around her neck with her hands. That was the dress Calvin bought for her, which covered her neck. She was so hot that she pulled the collar open.

"I bet this chick will pass out drunk after one more drink." A man in the nightclub had been watching her. He was sitting on a black painted wooden chair, beside him stood two lascivious men, staring at Belle and smiling wickedly, one of them said to the man on chair.

"This chick looks familiar, I always think I've seen her somewhere before." The man standing on the other side said with some confusion.

The man in char was Bill, the underground boss in A City. He was about thirty years old, with a long scar carved into his grim face. At the moment he is rubbing his chin with his right hand, his eyes fixed on Belle, seemingly contemplating something.

"It's too hot." Belle pulled open her clothes. The clothes were so tight that even if they were ripped open, they only revealed a trivial bone, and even then, the trivial bone was so tempting in the night. The man who had been stimulated by alcohol to the point of losing his sanity was emitting male hormones, and his hunter-like eyes were looking for an object to give vent to.

Immediately, several men approached towards Belle, their eyes straying to her chest, their evil eyes looking straight down, eager to immediately rip off all the clothes on her chest.

"Miss, what's bothering you? Tell me, I will relieve your sorrow, okay?" A man holding a wine glass, lightly shaking the red wine, his words were very frivolous.

Another man had already reached out and touched her head, smiling evilly, “Miss, it's no fun to get drunk alone, we will keep you company, and you will be happy."

"Go away, don't touch me."

She wanted to remove the hand from her head, but she had no strength to lift it, and her head was even dizzy, but she was not yet so drunk that she was unconscious. She knew those men were not kind, so she had regret that she should not have come to this place to get drunk.

But it's too late now, she's not even capable of normal behaviour!

"Miss, we are the best at drinking with women to relieve boredom, come on, drink this first." A man grabbed her hair, lifted her head and passed the glass of wine in his hand to Belle's mouth.

"No." She was so dizzy, she shook her head and Mombled.

But then another large hand reached over and clamped her jaw, the pain hit her and she immediately opened her mouth wide, and the spicy alcohol had been poured into her stomach.