Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 55 Once Nightmare

"On my birthday, will Belle come to see me?" The old lady asked as she saw Calvin walking towards

the outside with his head down.

"Yes, grandma, she promised that she would definitely come." Calvin stopped, a bitter smile on his

face, and replied in the affirmative.

Sophia nodded and began to close her eyes.

As he strolled through Harvey Mansion, all the fond memories of his childhood came back to him, his

grandmother holding his hand and smiling, and his grandfather standing next to him with a smile.

A gust of autumn wind blew through, and he suddenly felt so sad inside that he wanted to cry. For the

first time, he felt that his grandmother had abandoned him, and that Harvey Mansion had abandoned

him too!

Why was this happening? Was it all because of that woman? What had she used to make Grandma

trust her so much that she would rather give up her own grandson?

The fist in his hand tightened and he somehow managed to walk out of the Harvey Mansion.

The brawny, plus-sized Hummer was very conspicuous in the crowded street. Calvin drove the car

around the street aimlessly. If his life had been a success up to this point, he was now infinitely

confused at this moment.

There is no doubt that he has failed emotionally.

Grandma had actually given in, even if he divorced Belle, all the other properties that should be given

to him would not be less, except for Harvey Mansion.

But Calvin felt unhappy, like a thorn in his heart, and his heart ached uncomfortably!

He really didn't care about the Harvey Mansion. His grandmother loved him, and he was not missing

out on any of the property of the Harvey Group, apart from the inheritance of the Harvey Mansion. With

so many people divided, there would be only a few villas come to his hands, and it could be earned by

the profit of the company in a year.

But it was his home where he had grown up in, and that kind of affection was not something that could

be measured in money.

On the boulevard, a pretty figure was walking alone, yet so forlorn that his heart trembled.

It was her, that damned woman!

The woman who had caused him pain, who had disturbed him, who had messed up his life.

He clenched his teeth.

If he hadn't known her, perhaps he would have been more comfortable now, but he had known her

instead.

The light in Calvin's eyes tinted with sulk, and seeing her walk slowly, with her head held slightly high,

he seemed to see the smug smile on her face.

His foot on the accelerator relaxed.

Where was she going? He couldn't help but ask in his mind.

The sign for C University stood so prominently in front of him, and it occurred to him that she had said

when she left this morning that she was going back to campus.

How the hell had he somehow managed to drive his car here!

While holding the steering wheel expertly in his hands, his eyes were fixed on the figure of Belle walk in

front of him.

Should he follow her in? The years at C University were the years when he knew Belle from the

beginning of his dream to the complete disillusionment of his dream, and he had never been here again

because he didn't want to remember the feeling of a broken dream.

Soon after, his eyes narrowed lightly, his eyes emitting a harsh light.

A tall man was quietly following behind Belle, keeping a certain distance from her.

Calvin's heart skipped a beat.

It was Martin!

Did she come here to go on a date with Martin? After all, Martin was her first love, and she still couldn't

let him go in her heart now, right? She knew he never came to the campus, and must have been afraid

that he would ruin their date, so she chose this campus rendezvous.

C University is the best aristocratic school in the city and the campus is full of greenery and beautiful

surroundings, a perfect place for men and women to date.

How could they have chosen this place?

Calvin's inexplicable anger flared up again. She was trying to hide from him so that she could come for

a date!

He wouldn't let them get their ways.

Without further hesitation, he slowly followed them.

Belle was taking a walk in the campus. The breeze swayed and the fragrance was refreshing to her.

It had been many years since she had walked onto the campus, and today she came, actually not

knowing what she was remembering.

She didn't want to come, but she came anyway.

The campus was as peaceful and secluded as ever after four years.

All the memories, both good and terrible, were coming back to her mind. Was she trying to figure

something out?

"Belle, what are you thinking about!" The voice of a devilish man came from behind her, with a strange

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Belle shuddered and turned around in surprise.

Martin was standing behind her in casual clothes and a hat, the light in his eyes soft and obsessed,

glowing brightly.

Belle took two steps back and asked in awe, "Martin, what are you doing here?"

The hat covered most of his forehead, and his tall figure blocked the bright sunlight as Belle stood

beneath his silhouette.

She felt a chill go down her spine!

"Belle, do you still remember this bamboo forest?" Martin leaned forward, asking as he walked.

The bamboo forest? It was only then that Belle looked around and realised that she had walked into

this bamboo forest.

The verdant bamboo forest she remembered had grown even more luxuriantly, only because it had

faded to green and yellow with the onset of autumn, she did not recognise it.

The horrible memory of his ghastly words haunted her mind, like the poisonous snake that had

burrowed into her heart, biting her veins and causing pain all over her body.

Her face began to flush white, and the light in her eyes grew colder.

"Was it really you that night?" Her words were inaudibly low, but anger came in a mountainous wave,

her face sulky.

"Belle, you enjoyed it." Martin was flustered, but a few imperceptible feelings of pleasure lingered in the

corners of his mouth. This bamboo forest was his fondest memory, every time he dreamed of it at

midnight, he would call out Belle's name, remembering the warm and soft touch her body gave him.

That was the first time he touched the body of a girl, although he didn't do anything, that beautiful

feeling was already embedded in his mind, and he couldn't pull himself out.

"You bastard, vile, abominable." His words were no less than poison, choking Belle's heart throbbing

with anger. She was furious that it was really him, this bastard, the shameful man who had brought her

nightmares, who had desecrated her dignity and yet here he was saying such disgusting words.

Could she enjoy it? How did he see that?

At that time she had never even held hands with a boy, but she was hijacked by him. Although nothing

was done, it was a nightmare for Belle, taking away all her good feelings about the opposite sex, and

even feeling the horror of men. Her life began to be overshadowed by misfortune as a result.

"Belle, I love you, don't you know that?" Martin's face began to blush abnormally, a glint of coldness

flashed in his infatuated gaze as he stepped closer. Belle felt a morose aura fill the air, but she stood

firm, her eyes clear and cold. She was no longer the cowardly little girl she had been back then.

"Martin, if you come any closer, I will ruin your reputation today. I am just a scandal-ridden woman, if

you dare to be rude to me again, I will reveal to the media about your obscenity to me here that night."

Belle's voice was stern and her grip tightened on the bag in her hand.

"Haha," Martin stopped walking and laughed out loud, "Belle, you're still so naive, may I ask what I

have done to you? Who can testify? A young man and woman are in love, so what's wrong? We didn't

do anything!"

"You're shameless, damn you! Why violate my human rights? I have nothing to do with you." Belle

snapped, shouting out, "Which one of your eyes saw me willing? That's just your wishful thinking,

Martin, please stay away from me. Keep our distance, or I will go to the government and tell everyone

that you've harassed me again and again."

Belle knew that the normal news media could no longer scare him, but he was power-hungry, but he

cared about his career, which was evident from that second time when Calvin warned him.

She turned around and was about to leave, after all, it was broad daylight and there were still many

students walking around the campus, so she wasn't worried about what he could do to her.

She never wanted to see this man again.

The smell of his cologne was even more unpleasant to her.

In future, she should never see him alone again, this despicable man with an unpredictable mind.

"Belle, don't go." Martin was anxious to see Belle was about to go away. He almost went crazy when he

saw her standing on the stage in glory at the press conference yesterday, like a queen, shining like a

dazzling new star.

Sitting on the stage, he looked at her, unable to control himself, and spent the whole night dreaming of

her.

When he woke up in the morning, he was so dazed and disoriented that he could no longer work in

peace.

Damn Calvin, if it wasn't for him, he would have married her and would be living happily ever after with

her now.

Calvin was the one who had ruined his love and his life, and he was not happy about it.

He didn't think his future would depend on marrying Rosa Perry in the military world to get further and

further ahead; if he could have married Belle, he would have had a smooth career too.

Therefore, he would fight for it.

He had stood under the Grand Hyatt apartment building early this morning just waiting for her to come

out. He knew that Calvin would not let her off easily, so he had deliberately played a trick and had his

grandmother to call Calvin away!

How could he miss this great opportunity!