Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 129 Suspect I killed Your Father?

"Calvin, my father is dead." Her face was pale and she dropped her eyes, which were wet with tears.

"Oh," Calvin said faintly, his gaze had a dark and unfathomable light. His hand fell again on her waist,

as if to comfort her, wrapped his arms around her and patted her gently on the waist. "I already know."

Sure enough, he knew about it! Belle was glad that he had taken the initiative to speak up today and

sighed with relief, only to hear his almost serious voice, "Why did you tell me today?"

His expression was cold, the softness on his face just now instantly disappeared, his gaze became

deep and sharp, even with a sulk, which made Belle get scared, as if she had done something wrong,

holding back her tears and her face was pale.

Why did she only tell him today?

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that he had killed her father? And she came in to Harvey Corp with the complete intention of revenge!

No, how could she say such that?

It was indeed a bit much to suspect him in this way.

"Hmph." Calvin suddenly snorted and asked coldly, "What about now, what do you think? Are you still

suspecting that I killed your father?"

He asked it so blankly, his sharp eyes fixed on her, almost leaving her speechless.

So he already knew that she suspected that he had killed Dad!

"Tell me, is the purpose of your return to Harvey Corp to avenge your father's death?" His large palm

suddenly nestled in her chin, his face full of frost as he asked in a cold voice.

The cold aura emanating from his body was on the verge of freezing Belle's heart, as if his eyes carried

a lens of perspective and had seen through her heart.

She had admitted it tonight, and she was even more nervous when she thought of his inexplicable

expression. He had known what was in her mind for a long time, but he had not revealed it, whether it

was to save her dignity or whether he had other plans.

"Yes, I came back because of that, but I'm not to blame for any of this, everyone else would have done

the same. It was my dad died inexplicably, I have to find out the truth." She replied bitterly, defending

herself, "The car that killed my dad was the Panica car from Harvey Corp, isn't that clear evidence? I

have to find out the cause of death, I can't let the evil one off the hook. My dad was innocent, he can't

die like that. You can blame me or hate me, I have to do this, for I have this responsibility."

"If I were to blame you, would you still be able to stay in my company and stand in front of me now?"

Calvin said in a cold voice, Do you think you can escape my eyes? Why didn't you tell me about it?

After all this time, you haven't said anything, thinking you can pull things off with this bit of skill of

yours? It's so out of your depth." His tone grew colder, the displeasure on his face more and more

obvious, "I gave you a chance once, but you were never going to give me a chance to say anything,

what do you take me for?"

Calvin stood up, turned his head and walked towards the outside.

Belle was unsteady on her feet and almost fell over, holding onto the desk next to her and Calvin had

already walked out.

This concluded their conversation.

And these only scratch the surface of some personal matters involved, and he has gone off in anger.

The conversation was no longer going on.

The glimmer of deeper understanding that was vaguely expected within was also no longer attainable.

But even so, Belle was relieved.

All the pain and once uncertainty seemed to have been put down quite a bit in this moment, and at

least it was a lot more comfortable to say it out. Calvin's face was unpleasant, and it seemed that he

was very angry at her behavior.

She stood in the study for a while, lost in thought, when the sound of water flowing came from next

door and Calvin had already started to take a shower.

She walked back to her bedroom, listening to the movement outside. After a long time, Calvin's

footsteps came out, then his footsteps were heard walking to the door of another room.

Belle knew that Calvin was angry with her, and she felt infinitely aggrieved, not knowing how to express

her desire for his forgiveness. He had a thousand reasons to blame her for coming to his company with

bad intentions, for suspecting him, but she had a million reasons to excuse herself, but he didn't want

to hear them anymore.

Who will understand her, and who will put themselves in her shoes and why they don't want to hear her

explanation?

If she could tell him, if Calvin was good enough to give her the confidence to tell him, why didn't she tell

him?

She had nothing to rely on!

Every time she thought about it, tears flow unconsciously.

At the very least, she chose to trust him.

She hadn't asked him or blamed him until now, so what else did she have to do?

In a daze, she woke up and opened her eyes to see the bright sun shining through the bright curtains.

The day had long since dawned, and it was actually a warm spring day outside, and the scenery was

endlessly beautiful!

She looked up at Calvin's room, but the door was still closed, so it was obvious that he had not yet

woken up, but he had been busy until midnight last night.

After an early breakfast, Belle went outside to walk around and admire. The villa is not very old and has

a beautiful view of the bay behind it. The interior is flooded with natural light and the homes are

specially built using the highest quality craftsmanship.

At the back is a garden filled with a variety of beautiful flowers, in front is a large lawn with turquoise

grass, and in front of the villa is a row of swings.

Surrounded by rows of prestigious foliage and flanked by a modest hill, the villa is truly a sight to

behold.

Sadie is busy in the manor, and Belle is taking a walk while admiring the view outside the villa.

Seeing her from afar, Sadie greeted her with a smile.

"Miss, do you feel good living here?" Sadie plucked a bunch of grape from the green petals and

handed them to her, smiling, "Try these California grape, it is very fresh."

"Thanks." Belle took it and said with a light smile, "The environment here is very nice." After thinking

about it, she asked, "Sadie, are you usually the only one who lives in this villa?"

"Yes, I am keeping house for Young Master, my son and daughter are both in America, one has settled

down and the other is still at university. I had nothing to do, just then Young Master wanted to hire

someone, so I came over and applied. Young Master is very generous and not picky, this job is very

good, I am used to living here now." Sadie said proudly, "My son and daughter are both high achievers

at university and they are living very well over here."

"It's really good." The authentic California grape were really delicious, sweet and refreshing, and Belle

ate them, complimenting, "Sadie, you are really lucky."

"It's thanks to Young Master. I didn't adapt to life in America at all, but thanks to Young Master who

gave me this job." Sadie wiped her sweat-covered forehead and smiled happily.

Sadie had a cheerful and bright smile.

"This villa is still newly built not long ago, isn't it?" Belle asked as she looked around with an approving

look on her face.

"Yes, it's only been about two years since this villa was built, this villa is very expensive, only Young

Master can afford it, the average person doesn't even have to think about it." Sadie chattered, "Now the

price here has gone up again, this villa will go up by a few million at least, Young Master is good at

investment."

Sadie said with envy, “It is said that this house is built for his wife. I've never met his wife, but I know

that she is a blessed woman. I heard from a nanny in the Harvey Mansion here that Mrs. Harvey had

gone to America, so Young Master bought this villa here, but unfortunately, for some reason , Mrs.

Harvey has never come."

Mrs. Harvey? Belle was secretly surprised.

Sadie is a smart person, seeing the change in Belle's face, she immediately realised that she had said

too much, for Belle was the woman Calvin brought over.

She was worried that Calvin would blame her, so she said, "Miss, don't worry about it, it's Young

Master's family business, I shouldn't have said too much. Young master is a good man.”

Sadie was a bit frightened. Belle knew that Sadie had misunderstood, so she had to say, "Sadie, it's

okay. You can call me Miss Morris. But I have questions for you.”

Remembering the important matters of the day, Belle was not much interested in what Sadie said about

Calvin's personal affairs, and only asked Sadie about it.

Who knew that when Sadie heard her surname was Morris, she looked at Belle with glowing eyes,

asking excitedly, "Miss, is your name Belle Morris?"

Belle was taken aback. How did Sadie know her name?