Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 196 Is She Well?

The flurries of snow had stopped, the north wind had stopped howling and the sun seemed to be visible

through the clouds.

Even the air had such a warmth flowing through it, even it wasn't so cold.

She sped up her pace towards the front.

In any case, she saw hope.

It would be certainly difficult in the future, surrounded by all kinds of eyes and incomprehension, but all

this was nothing, life was hers, and she did not have to care about others’ opinion.

And she did not care about Lexie.

They were both pregnant.

She did not want to abort the child in her belly and insisted on giving birth to it, then Lexie must feel the

same way. She sought out Calvin and asked him to marry her, there is nothing wrong with that at all.

Who wants the child to be born without the love and care of its father?!

Walking slowly back to White Cloud Castle, she looked up and saw the man standing under the tree, This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

dressed in a dark black jacket, his eyes shining with a dark, high light.

It's Blake!

Belle froze.

"Hello, Miss Wood." He greeted her with a faint smile.

Belle was surprised, what was he doing here?

"Blake, you wanted to see me?" She asked in surprise as she walked up to the door in disbelief.

Blake smiled faintly and nodded, "That's right."

"Is there something wrong?" She asked.

"Miss Morris, I am here today to advise you to return to Harvey Mansion." He spoke in a light voice.

Harvey Mansion? Belle was surprised to hear that.

Harvey Mansion was a place she didn't want to return to at all, a place that even hearing about it would

make her heart ache, but just on the way back from the hospital, she had not yet decided yet, so she

pondered for a moment and calmly asked, "Why?"

Blake shrugged his shoulders and smiled leisurely, hands in his trouser pockets..

"It's simple, you have your inheritance in Harvey Mansion and on that basis you should go back and ..."

At this point, he paused, took a cigarette, lit it and took a deep drag.

"And what?" Belle's heart was beating faster, and he asked without waiting for him to speak again.

"Moreover, your father's death has so far been found to be related to Martin, and he is currently being

detained and examined by Finley, but, according to my estimation, he will be released on bail within

these two days. I have nothing to do with the afterwards, but I have to remind you that you don’t have

to rely on the police. Now you can count on Calvin, but his current situation and condition are not very

good. If you want to clear your father's case as soon as possible, I suggest that you go back to the

Harvey Mansion first, later you will understand the purpose of my advice. You should know that some

things are very complicated. You are a smart person, and you can understand what I mean. "

That seemed to make a bit of sense and matched Belle's current mood. She needed to avenge her

father's death before her belly got any bigger.

This was so that she could make good plans for the next step.

"Why are you telling me this? Who told you to come?" With a calm face and an unusually cool head,

Belle asked in a quiet voice.

Blake gave a profound smile and replied cheerfully, "No one asked me to come, my limited ability can't

get your high pay, but since I once took over, I have the responsibility to tell and remind you, this is my

usual style of dealing with people. Well, what should be said has been said, I will take my leave first. "

After Blake said this, without raising his head, he turned around and soon disappeared from Belle's

eyes.

Belle stood blankly, until she slowly moved back into the villa.

Back in her bedroom, tired and sleepy, she fell into a deep sleep.

After another day and night of thinking, she finally decided what she should do.

She can't help but smile and talk to the baby sometimes. It seems that since she came back from the

hospital, even her vomiting had decreased and her mind had relaxed.

What Blake said might be right, and she would take her father’s avenge first.

After that, she would take her mother and the baby to leave A City.

This was clearly no longer the right place to stay.

After two more days of rest and less pronounced vomiting, she began to pack up her things.

Lottie's Audi drove into the White Cloud Castle, parked the car and walked in with a few cans of

imported maternal milk powder.

It was already slightly dark. She was in high spirits today, and had bought a lot of things back.

Humming a tune and carrying her things, she was about to walk towards the door, but she caught a

sharp glimpse of a tall man at first glance standing silently looking into the bedroom upstairs of her

house.

Lottie frowned.

What kind of man would dare to stand under her house and look into her bedroom? What an outrage.

What was his intention?

She was not afraid, even if he was a terrorist, she had a way to make him go away.

Raising her head high, she walked toward the man.

The man was staring motionlessly at the window of her bedroom, so focused that he hadn't even

noticed her coming.

His eyes were somber, his expression rigid, and the snow from the trees fell on his black tweed coat.

Only the occasional bit of hot air coming out of the nostrils still proves that the man is a living creature.

Holy shit.

It was this scum, Calvin!

Lottie roared. For the sake that Belle was vomiting so painfully every day, she had already cursed him

in her heart. Now she was angry at the sight of this man.

How dare he come here?

"Hey, who told you to stand under my house?" She put her things on the ground, hands on her waist,

cursed angrily, "You son of a bitch, why are you standing under my house? I have no interest in scum

like you, get lost or I'll call the police."

Lottie's anger was so overwhelming that Calvin was suddenly startled by her roar.

A rare, ingratiating smile rose to his face.

"Lottie, how are you?" He gave a friendly smile.

"Humph." Lottie gave a cold snort and a stern face, not giving him any respect.

"Go ahead, what are you doing standing here?" She questioned in a cold tone, nonchalantly.

Calvin laughed bitterly.

For Lottie, Belle's best friend, he did not dare to be reckless, not because he was afraid of her, but

because Lottie's sincerity and protection of Belle was in his eyes and in his heart. It was not easy to

have such a good friends, so he respected her from the bottom of his heart, so he behaved

extraordinarily politely.

"Lottie, I don't mean any harm, please believe me." He explained with a friendly smile, "Actually, I, I just

want to see if she's okay."

"Really? Should I thank you?" Lottie said mockingly, with a sneer on her face, "Don't call me Lottie, I'm

not Belle, I won't care for your sweet words, remember, please call me Miss Cohen in the future. And

you have no right to concern about her. Get lost, or I'll call the police, or invite the press to make

something news about Mr. Harvey having the habit of peeping into women's privacy or Mr. Harvey

being a hooligan on women's house, etc. I think you'll care about these tricks." As she spoke, she was

ready to pull out her phone.

Calvin knew that Lottie did not have a good feeling towards him, for she knew how he treated Belle

before, but he admired her righteousness.

"Miss Cohen, how Belle is doing now? She did not feel well some days ago, she she better now?" He

asked sincerely, with a hint of guilt and expectation in his eyes.

Lottie froze.

He knew that Belle was not feeling well, did he already know the fact that she was pregnant? At that

moment, she asked with a cold face, "Do you know that she is not feeling well?"

Could it be that she hadn't recovered from her illness? Lottie's question made Calvin's heart skip a

beat. That day, he had seen her throw up several times.

"Yes, I saw her throwing up the other day and was going to take her to the hospital, but she refused

and insisted on coming to you." Calvin nervously explained.

"Is that all? " Lottie narrowed her eyes, and with a tone of disbelief, sized him up.

Calvin was puzzled by her look and became even more nervous, "Miss Cohen, is her alright? Has she

gone to see a doctor?"

Holy shit, he did not know about Belle's pregnancy yet!