Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 133

But at this moment, Hattie was staring at her with big eyes, full of sincerity, so that she could not refuse.

Her heart screamed in agony, she could only squeeze out a smile on her face and said, "Hattie, I don't have a good eye and there's something else I have to deal with, so you can just have Mr. Harvey keep you company."

She spoke in a low voice, making it clear that she was refusing.

"Belle, just stay with me, okay? I want to buy some beautiful clothes. I heard Calvin say that you have been in America for three years, so you must know where the clothes are beautiful, where it's fun, and which clothes suit me. Your clothes are pretty, will you please go with me?” Hattie stood up and came towards her, shaking her arm, her face full of begging.

Belle was at a loss for words, thinking, "Will Calvin be willing to have her go together?

He should be very unhappy about it.

When she looked up, she met Calvin's gaze. There was no objection on his face, and he didn't seem to mind her going with them.

She had no choice but to nod my head in agreement, as Hattie was pressing hard.

But the gaze shot at Calvin was more or less tinged with hatred.

‘You want to pick up a girl and I have to go with you. You could have spoken up for me, but you pretended to be deaf and mute, which is abominable.’

After eating, Belle drank a glass of water and only sat for a while before going to her room, taking her pajamas and going to bed early.

Calvin and Hattie were still playing games in the living room, laughing happily from time to time.

Belle buried her head under the blanket, not wanting to hear their laughter, but their laughter was so loud and clear, so playful and seemingly deliberate, that it was hard to hear them.

Her heart was sore and she lay in bed, tossing and turning. Having already slept in the afternoon, she could not fall asleep. They were playing in the living room and there was no place for her, so she had to get up and worked on the car model design.

But how could she not concentrate? What was worse was the uncomfortable feeling inside. If she had heartache when Lexie pestered Calvin in the past, but Lexie was arrogant, and not the type of woman Calvin liked.

And at that time, her heart was more angry than jealous, even if it was hard, but she could still feel Calvin's unintentional coldness towards Lexie, that feeling was still more confident despite the loss.

But now when faced with Hattie, she realised that her heart was full of jealousy.

After all, she could see that Calvin truly loved this innocent and beautiful girl.

With her eyes glued to the computer, her mind was filled with Hattie's genuine smile, her eyes fluttering with a sly and playful smile, yet so clear and pure that it was endearing.

For a moment, Belle felt that Hattie's face looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before, but for a moment she couldn't remember.

In a daze, she seemed to have fallen asleep and was taken back to her childhood when her father took her to a banquet and met Sophia and the beautiful boy with a brooding demeanour standing next to her.

It was the first time she saw him, who was so handsome and elegant that she didn't even hear Sophia's question and just looked at him shyly.

But his eyes were just looking out at a place.

Later, whenever she met him, she couldn't help but pay attention to him, only to find that his eyes would always look at the girl standing outside in a white dress and smile, full of affection.

The girl was very good-looking and much smaller than all of them, and her eyes twinkled when she smiled, very pretty and moving.

Belle suddenly woke up.

She remembered.

At that time, Calvin was staring at that little girl called Hattie.

They had known each other for a long time, and at a very young age.

It was then that Calvin had his heart set on her.

Yes, no matter what she gives, Calvin will never fall in love with her, either Lexie or Hattie, or whichever girl it will be in the future!

In his heart, she really was nothing.

If Lexie was enough of a threat to her, then this little girl called Hattie, who was at least five years younger than her, could just destroy her.

Her heart went cold.