Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 48

Calvin smoked his cigar while looking at Belle with his head tilted.

Could it be that he had gone crazy after a few days of being normal?

She coughed and cleared her throat. She looked in to his eyes to make sure if he was looking at her, “Will you go back to your words? I have finalized my speech, I will not anyone to intervene with my designs. It's useless for you to go back on your word now.”

In the past few days, she found that Calvin would not smoke at normal time until he had met some problems. And it must have had something to do with her since he was in her office.

She had angered Lexie today, so he must be here to settle the score with her.

At this, Belle shivered. It would be a hard time for her it Calvin went crazy, so she stood up and was ready to leave.

Today Calvin had refuted Lexie in front of everyone at the convention centre and supported her, and now there was a lot of talk everywhere in the company that Calvin still had feelings for his ex-wife and that Lexie was about to fall out of favour.

Lexie was already so angry that she shed tears.

Belle packed up her things and saw Calvin still staring at her, wondering what he was thinking.

She made up her mind that if Calvin was going to give her designs to Lexie to arrange for them to be publicised, she was prepared to completely flip out and destroy them, for the models she had painstakingly designed could not just be trashed.

"Stand still." Just when Belle thought she was about to walk out of the office, Calvin called out to her just in time, and reached out to pull her in. With a little force, Belle fell into his arms.

He dropped his cigar and his fingers stroked her face, with a wicked smile, "Don't worry, how can I go back on what I promised? Come with me and I'll treat you to dinner."

"Dinner?" Belle broke away from his embrace, confused, he looked at her so much just to treat her to dinner? Who would believe it!

"What do you think I want?" He smiled wistfully, his eyes fell on Belle's chest. One button of the top of the suit rested right on her chest, the lace shirt inside lined her skin, it was eye catching.

This woman, wearing a professional suit, was dazzling. Calvin could not help but swallow.

How could he not have noticed how beautiful she was in the past years of marriage? He had left her at home during those years, so now he regretted it.

Belle rolled her eyes.

"You cooked for me yesterday, so I'm treating you today." He smiled, covering up the hint of embarrassment.

"Let's go." Calvin dragged her hand up and headed outside.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Calvin." When Hanna saw Calvin walk out, she was full of smiles, and when she saw Calvin dragging Belle in his hand she couldn't help but darken her face.

She watched with hatred as Calvin dragged Belle into the special lift and then the lift went straight down to the basement.

Now it was said that Calvin was still in love with his ex-wife, and it seemed that this was not just a rumour, but the truth.

The red, yellow and blue neon lights spread outwards from the middle of the screen in a circle and gradually gathered back together, the ripples shaped like water ripples on a blue sky, dreamy and dazzling.

The words "Sky Blue" glowed brightly from afar.

It is said that the women who come here are never the original spouses of the men who come here, but the women who come here are rich, and come here purely to find love, so it is too vulgar to say that they are the men's mistresses.

This place is always romantic.

When Calvin walked in with Belle, the waiter of course recognised him and immediately greeted him.

Belle followed behind Calvin, feeling uncomfortable all over. If she came here indeed to find love, but what did he take her for?

The lights in the room were misty and hazy, ethereal and unreal, and the popular light music was casually pouring out.

Calvin ordered several dishes, and he didn't even ask for her permission.

This has always been his style, overbearing.

It was a good thing that Belle did not have high demands on life, so she could eat whatever she wanted.

When a delicious dish was served, Belle was still surprised that almost all of the dishes were her favourite.

How did he know what dishes she liked to eat? Would this be too much of a coincidence!