Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 767

Steffan sauntered towards her with a smile on his face.

Calvin was surrounded by a huge crowd as he walked forward.

For some reason, he smelled a familiar scent as it wafted through the air.

He naturally slowed down.

He wanted to turn around and track down this scent.

Unfortunately, at that time, a few luxury cars drove over and stopped in front of him.

"Mr. Harvey, please." Corrine, his secretary, opened the car door and politely gestured for him to enter the car.

Aron carefully led him to the car and said softly, "Mr. Harvey, be careful. Step in front, just a little."

Calvin thought for a moment, but he soon dismissed the idea and was forced to enter the car.

The car was started.

Calvin was seated in the back seat. He turned around and looked outside through the tinted windows.

Although his vision was compromised, he could somewhat see a gorgeous woman standing not too far away, smiling at him.

He was shocked. His heart skipped a beat and he straightened up in his seat.

However, his illusion soon disappeared when the car started.

Calvin heaved a sigh of relief, his breathing relaxed due to this inexplicable illusion. He relaxed and leaned back in his seat. It was only then did he realize that his palms were sweaty.

This feeling was very uncanny.

But he liked this feeling.

It was just like how he liked the faint fragrance on Belle.

He was intoxicated by her smell.

He believed he had made the right decision by coming to Srirano.

"Dory, you look absolutely lovely," Steffan said as he approached Belle. He admired her as if he was appreciating a work of art, with his eyes full of amazement and praise.

"Thank you." Belle smiled and slightly blinked her bright eyes.

"Dory, it's still Tristany. Why don't we go for a walk?" He reached out his hand to her with a gentle smile. Belle hesitated. She was unwilling to hold his hand. She did not want to lead him on before she could figure out her past.

Steffan smiled and took a step forward towards her. He gently reached out for her hand.

"Please don't refuse me. You are wearing high heels. I don't want you to trip over," he reminded her softly. It was obvious that she was not used to wearing high heels. "I don't have any other intentions."

His words made Belle blush. She then reached out and held his hand as they ambled towards the car.

It was winter in Srirano. White and pristine snow blanketed everywhere. This scene was extraordinarily enchanting.

Steffan and Belle strolled along the river that overlooked the boundless expanse of snow. It was very peaceful.

"Steffan, my passport is with you, right?" The two of them walked along the river. The weather was cold, and Belle was draping a thick red overcoat that was fluttering in the wind.

When Steffan heard her question, his heart sank a little.