Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 106

"Go, write a self-criticism letter until I am satisfied, or I will make your life worse than death today, and will show you what I can do." His strong, non-temperate voice spoke coldly again.

His words were so firm, his tone so cold that he could not allow her to object at all.

She had just seen a little tenderness in his eyes, but for just a moment, his heart was hard as iron again.

To her, he was always ruthless plus cruel!

Thoroughly discouraged, with tears in her eyes and gritted teeth, she simply agreed and headed towards the bedroom.

The look on her face was so pitiful and she was holding back her tears that Calvin's eyes were filled with heartache and intolerance. He had the eager to hold her into his arms, but thinking of Bill staring at her, he pressed down that eager.

Why did Bill come to the nightclub?

As soon as he walked into the nightclub last night, he caught a glimpse of Bill sitting in the crowd, his sullen and ruthless eyes always fixed on Belle, and it was by following his gaze that Calvin found Belle.

He watched all this calmly and secretively, a gloomy aura revealing from time to time.

Although no one could read his mind, Calvin had a hunch that he must have come out for a reason. If he hadn't shown up last night, there was a good chance Bill would have taken Belle away and wouldn't have let those drunken men bully her.

Only then, the consequences for Belle would be even worse, and it was hard to say if she could come out alive, and even if he were to send someone to rescue her, it would be too late.

Just the thought of it scares Calvin.

This woman really doesn't know what's at stake!

Going to a nightclub and getting messed with these people is like jumping into a fire! So she had to write her self-criticism letter!

An hour later, Belle had not yet come out.

Calvin walked in and saw that she was holding a piece of paper and a pen, where she was making circles.

When she saw Calvin walk in, she raised her eyes, but there was a clear resistance in her eyes.

"Haven't you written it yet?" Calvin's face sank, like he was reprimanding a schoolboy.

"Calvin, no, Mr. Harvey, I really don't know what I did wrong, and I won't admit to anything I haven't done, even if you kill me, I won't be forced into submission." The watery eyes of Belle were full of stubbornness, and dense with grief and anger.

Calvin looked into her eyes, his heart sinking with pain, and asked with anger, "Do you really not know the reason why I want you to write a self-criticism letter?"

"I don't know." Belle nodded, her eyes confused.

"You're so stupid." Calvin's face was gloomy as he asked in annoyance, "Why did you go to a nightclub to drink yesterday?"

Belle was momentarily speechless, but a complex and inexplicable emotion surged up in her heart, she lowered her head and said timidly, "I was in a bad mood, can't I go for a drink?"

"You have to go to a club that when you're in a bad mood? Does everyone in the world have to go and kill themselves when they're in a bad mood?" Calvin was filled with anger, "Do you know how dangerous it was last night for a woman to go to a club? If I hadn't arrived in time, would you still be standing here right now? I asked you to write a self-criticism letter because I want you to remember the lessons you learned and not go to a club again, do you think I'm trying to make things difficult for you on purpose?"

Calvin's words were loud and clear, and it took half a second for Belle to realize that he was angry with her for going to a club, but who would understand her when she was in such a bitter mood!

Slowly, she lowered her head, and although her face showed fear, she did not regret it.

"Even if I go to a club and something bad happens, it's my own business, not yours." She murmured in a dejected mood.

"How dare you say such ungrateful words? I was worried about you." Calvin's face twisted, he was so angry that he grabbed Belle and was about to pick her up.

"Calvin, you're not qualified to control me, I won't appreciate you. No one has ever really cared about me, believe me, what's the difference between me living like this and being dead?" Tears streamed down her cheeks as she sobbed uncontrollably.

"So is this the way to get yourself killed? When I didn't trust you? If I really didn't trust you, would I still have made you the vice president of the company and given you such a heavy responsibility? You can't even figure it out, what a stupid woman!" Calvin put her down, furious!

"No, Calvin, you never believed in me, you despise me from the bottom of your heart, otherwise how could you have changed the bed sheet to red? If you didn't care, why did you scold me that day in this study for being a slut who seduces men, doesn't that tell everything?" Belle stood firm, sneered and questioned loudly.

This was the cause of her constant heartache and the dead knot in her heart.

He said he didn't care about anything, he said he believed her, but everything he had done told her otherwise!

She is not stupid!