Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 1631 She Didn't Want to See Him

By the time Belle arrived, Raeleigh was about to fall asleep to the curses still being spewed outside.

Belle fretted anxiously, but she couldn't just manhandle her mother-in-law away from the Fragrance

Garden. She tried to persuade Paige away with sweet words to no avail. In the end, she had to wait for

Hudson to come and forced Paige to return.

When a voice came through the door that sounded like Belle, Raeleigh cracked it open, and true

enough, Belle was on the other side.

"Raeleigh, how are you?" Belle took Raeleigh's hands in concern. Raeleigh smiled in response, "I'm

fine, I was just about to fall asleep."

Belle was dumbfounded, disbelief on her face. What did this child say? Almost fell asleep?

Belle looked at Xanthus, who stood to the side as they conversed. Xanthus's expression was extremely

terrible as he commented nonchalantly, "I really didn't expect that the Matriarch of the Harvey family

could have such words coming out of her mouth. It really is incomprehensible."

Even a good-tempered person would seethe when faced with injustice, and Xanthus was no good-

tempered person.

To say he was displeased would be an extreme understatement.

Belle could see where he was coming from, thus did not show her displeasure. When a child had been

wronged, there would be grievances. That was something she, as someone who had experienced it

before, understood.

Raeleigh didn't make a big scene out of it, which was enough to make her feel lucky. And as an elder

brother, if he wasn't furious on her behalf over what happened, then something must be wrong

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Belle came in and shut the door. She pulled Raeleigh to sit down. This matter needed to be smoothed

over. Don't mention the verbal abuse, she shouldn't suffer even a little bit of injustice.

After they sat down, Belle spoke up in regret, "Raeleigh, I've wronged you."

Raeleigh fixed her eyes on Belle for a moment before she said, "I called Mr. Harvey but he didn't pick

up. The number he gave me is evidently a blank contact. I believe that it's not because something

happened to him, but that he doesn't want to take my calls. He must be at a meeting which is why he

didn't answer the phone.

I wanted to wait for him to come back, but as Aunt saw earlier, it looks like waiting is impossible.

I am also pregnant now. It's not good for me to get stressed and agitated which is why I wished to leave

first. As for the promise I made to him, I can only apologize for not being able to keep it.

Santiago is here, so I'll leave him in your care. I believe he will be fine, therefore I should head back."

What else could Belle say? Raeleigh had already said so much up to this point.

Raeleigh stood up and looked back at Santiago. She had intended to stay with him for a few more

days, but she didn't expect such misfortune to occur. Now she had to leave even if she didn't want to. If

something really happened, she couldn't afford to bear the consequences.

After sparing one more look, Raeleigh turned around and left the Harvey Family. Belle walked her all

the way to the car and clarified everything with her before she left. When she couldn't see the taillights

anymore, Belle turned with a huge sigh and disappointment in her heart.

Back when she was young, Paige didn't like her either. That was how she had been. She had initially

thought that Paige had changed due to her advanced years. Never in her wildest dreams did she

expect that she was still the same as before with no signs of improvement.

Belle didn't know what to say anymore. With all things said and done, Paige was her elder and she

should give some face. Still these people, why did they lambast them at the get go and so

unattractively at that? If it were anyone else, they definitely wouldn't let it go.

Everyone lived their own life. What grudge did she exactly have with Raeleigh to come straight to her

door with poison on her tongue?

She had lived up to this age yet never had she felt so angry in her life.

Belle took two steps forward and raised her head to see her husband, Calvin, in front of her. She

paused for just a moment but proceeded her trek forward. However, she didn't stop when she came up

to him. Instead, she made a detour around his figure.

Belle didn't want to talk at this time. It was difficult to change human nature, and Paige's core nature

was envy. Everyone in the family knew this, but did anyone stand up to help Raeleigh?

As a son, he might not be able to say anything but this had crossed the line.

To be able to put on an act in front of their faces and the moment everyone left no one was there to bar

her way, to say the least. But Paige didn't stop there. She even found her way to the Fragrance Garden

and shrieked her head off like a shrew. Was she senile?

No, she was there to slap and tear down any shred of dignity she had left.

She wasn't a fool. It was impossible for her to not even see through these things.

But everyone there just watched. All of them are the same, all there to watch a show and bully

Raeleigh.

Belle walked straight back to Fragrance Garden. Calvin turned to look at his beloved wife before he

followed her after a moment's thought

The yard in Fragrance Garden was clean and tidy. The servants who came back with Calvin had all

retired for the night. Calvin paused momentarily, but soon stepped in front of the door to his youngest

son's room. He raised his hand and knocked against it.

"Go back. Father-in-law and mother-in-law need someone to take care of them. As a son, you can't

leave them as you please. With Jerry being away, I can't help but worry. You should go."

Belle had already sat by her son's side. She would stay and take care of her youngest son that night.

As a mother, her son was usually looked down upon and disliked by others. She wanted to help, but

she couldn't say anything because her son's status in the family was lower than her eldest son's.

Whatsmore, this child was also a rascal that liked to cause mischief.

To be honest, such children in other people's families all enjoyed good food and drinks, even treated

like a gem by their grandparents. Yet in this household, everyone focused on benefits. Anything that

was beneficial was feasible, and anything that had none didn't exist.

Which part of Santiago wasn't outstanding?

Everyone saw this. Although both of them were her sons, she could guarantee that both of them were

just as excellent as the other. In the end, what did they do?

One was raised up to the heavens, the other down in the mud. They held one up with their hands, while

they trampled the other with their feet.

She was their mother and they were her sons. How could she bear with this? So many times, she

forced herself to smile, and taught her youngest to be kind. No matter what her youngest son did, she

would support him.

However, these people didn't think the same way as she did. These people were all nasty people, each

and everyone of them.

Belle pursed her lips, her hand gently touched her son's face. She then put her face against his and

whispered, "Santiago, you must wake up quickly. When you do, only then Mama can get better.

Otherwise, Mama will have no appetite to eat anything. Did you know? Mama doesn't like this garden

when there's no you in it."

Women were at their most vulnerable when they lost their children or husband. In this moment, Belle

truly felt a sense of mourning in her heart.

Her eldest son was so muddle-headed, her husband equally so. And her mother-in-law constantly

wanted to find ways to condemn Raeleigh.

If her youngest son could wake up, she would move out and never come back.

Calvin stood outside the door, a grim look on his face. What he was worried about the most was Belle's

mood swings. Her body was weak and it would deteriorate if she got the slightest bit angry. The doctor

had said before that the angrier she got, the more she would hurt herself. She must never get angry.

"Belle, open the door." Calvin's voice was deep and powerful even through the door, but Belle didn't

spare him a glance. This man had changed and become secular. She didn't want to see him!