Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 268

"Rhys, can you be sure that the place where my mother lives won't receive these media messages?" Belle remembered a problem, fortunately she had the foresight to request Rhys’ private jet to take her mother out of A City in time to place her within a remote town in Los Angeles last night.

If she hadn't been shifted away in time, then all this overwhelming media news this morning would have reached her mother’s ears.

"Don't worry, it's a globally famous Red Cross hospital, the director is on good terms with me and will take special care of your mother, the media news in A City is of little consequence." Rhys nodded his head and said with confidence.

"That's good, thank you, Rhys." Belle was relieved and said with gratitude, for Rhys she really had no way to express her gratitude other than to thank him.

"It is okay." Rhys smiled gently, "But, you can't just hide her for the rest of your life."

"Yes, as long as we get past this storm, when my mother is completely well and can accept all this, I will tell her. My mother has long experienced ups and downs, I believe she will be able to accept it." Belle said in a pensive mood.

Rhys nodded thoughtfully.

"Belle, do you care about the nonsense of those entertainment reporters?" Rhys asked gently as he mused.

"No, I never cared." Belle shook his head and smiled bitterly, "These entertain reporters are either making up the story, or being manipulated, or they are just trying to attract people's attention. So I don’t think I should care about then, as long as I am happy.”

"So are you really happy now?" Rhys asked inquisitively as the two of them strolled leisurely.

Belle froze, a self-deprecating smile on her face, and she was silent.

"Belle, do you want me to send someone to shut up all these entertain reporters?" Rhys sensed her silence and asked gently with a sideways glance.

He was walking idly, full of confidence.

For something like dealing with the media, it was easy for him.

"No need, Rhys, let bygones be bygones." Once again, Belle shook her head and refused.

"Belle, I know you are suffering in your heart, but you don't need to pretend, you can let me know your grievances." The two arrived at the beach, the back garden of the villa leaned against the sea, the view was very wide.

They leaned on the railing and looked out over the sea.

The sea breeze blew away the boredom in their hearts.

"There are many people in this world had grievances every day, there is nothing strange about it, just treat it right." Belle said blandly.

"Do you really intend to forgive Martin?" Seeming to remember something, Rhys looked out over the sea and asked.

"Yes, I already wrote the forgiveness letter last night, and I will send it to Calvin on his wedding day along with the inheritance of Harvey Mansion." She nodded her head without thinking.

"That's your father's murderer, how can you forgive him?!" Rhys’ probing gaze fell on her face.

With her forgiveness letter, Martin's crime would be given a lighter sentence. Was she really going to let him off like that?

"I believe he didn't mean to get my father killed, he just let Bill set him up." Belle lowered her eyes and gently explained for him.

Rhys looked at her, silent, the light in his eyes was as calm as the sea without a single ripple in sight.

The phone rang.

Belle picked up the phone.

"Belle, where are you?" Lottie's voice exploded from the phone like thunder.

Immediately, Belle was afraid that Lottie had read about her downfall in the newspaper.

"Lottie, I'm with Rhys." In order to reduce her anger, Belle truthfully said the place.

"So, you want to leave Harvey Mansion and leave that scum, right?" Lottie’s anger reduced as expected after she heard Belle’s voice.

"Yes, that's my choice." She replied in a low voice.

Belle could only said with a bitter smile, “Lottie, don’t be angry, I am doing this for your own good. Think about it, if the media know about it, it might cause another scandal, which will not be good for your reputation.”

Lottie was completely speechless.

She wanted to say that if there was really any scandal, it would increase the popularity of her cafe, and she didn't care as long as she could get back at that scum, but she just said resentfully, "Do it as soon as possible."

Lottie hung up the phone and looked at Calvin, who was still lying on the coffee table in his sleep. He was indeed handsome and was lucky to know Belle.

Belle called Lennox and told him the address, and Lennox hurriedly led his men towards the Elegance Café.

When Calvin opened his eyes, he was sleeping in his own bed, the white sheets were dazzling his eyes, and the bright light from the window was hitting his eyes mercilessly.

How had he gotten home?

He remembered that before he slept, he seemed to be searching all over the street for Belle, his heart aching and sad.

He did not want to see her stay with Rhys, can't let her stay with another man, that was the only realisation in his mind. She belonged to him, no one could take her away. How could his woman stay with another man? He would go mad.

And then, there was nothing more to know.

His right clenched, a hard burning sensation coming from his palm, and he lifted his hand, releasing his fist.

A seashell was lying in his palm, covered in blood.

"Belle." With pain inside his heart, he re-clenched his fist and stood up to run towards the second floor.

It was the same shell that he had grabbed in Belle's room yesterday. At that time, his hand was covered in nosebleed and it was stained on the shell, but he had held it tightly, even when he was drunk and fell asleep.

Now it occurred to him that he went to Lottie's café before he fell asleep. Belle must have sent him back.