Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 122 Martin’s Mind

"Wait, Belle, it's not good to stand in a dark corner, aren't you afraid someone will tell Calvin about us

standing alone in the dark talking?" Martin also got off the electric car but stopped her in advance,

"Belle, let's go out, find a quiet teahouse, have something to eat and then we'll have a nice chat. Trust

me, nothing will happen to you and what I'm about to tell you is definitely worth you going out with me."

His words were sincere.

To find out what had happened to her father, she had to go out with him. Thinking of her original

intention, she took a dark breath, bit her lip and nodded, "Okay, let's go then."

"Okay." Martin was happy to hear that and was the first to walk towards the basement, "I'll get the car."

There are many teahouses in A City, completely different from restaurants, which are filled with all

kinds of tea, including all kinds of dim sum, and are decorated in an elegant and quiet environment,

with small latticework of rooms, with a separate space every few feet, which is perfect for couples' love

talks and girlfriends' private conversations.

The aroma of various rich teas bubbled up from the steaming alabaster pots, accompanied by e dim

sum, which was indeed a favourite of the women. Martin chose to come here because at university, he

knew that Belle and all the girls liked to come here to spend time together.

Only once did Belle accept his invitation to come to the teahouse, and with Lottie, the third party, in tow.

"Belle, we came to this teahouse once when we were in college." After Martin sat down, he made her

tea like a gentleman, and handed her a list of snacks attentively.

Belle casually took the snack list, but in her heart she was surprised she had come here with him, for

she had no recollection of it.

She ordered a few dim sum and ate them slowly.

"Martin, we're classmates, you don’t need to go around the bush." Belle forked a piece of dim sum into

her mouth and said in a placid one.

"Sure." Martin responded, picking up his cup and elegantly sipping his tea. He had always considered

Belle to be that good tea with an endless aftertaste, just looking at her made him content. From the

time he saw her in college, her beauty and extraordinary temperament had been burned deep into his

heart.

If it wasn't for Calvin, Belle would definitely have belonged to him.

This was something he was confident of.

But she was with Calvin, and he was not happy about it.

Just because Calvin was richer than him?

He wouldn't let Calvin get away with it. The cold light in his eyes flickered away and he replaced it with

a plaintive smile.

"Belle, after so many years, you know my heart for you, there is no way I will harm you. After I tell you

something, promise me that you will leave Calvin, there is no way you and him will ever work out. "He

took a sip of tea and said seriously. Lexie will not let her go and will not see them get along, this is

something Martin knows about it. If Belle still entangled with Calvin, Belle would be in danger.

He loved her and didn't want to see her suffer more, and he had to make his move, so he tried his best

to persuade her.

Belle listened with her eyebrows furrowed and reiterated again, "Martin, I came here today to hear

about my father’s story, for my own business, I know what I should do, I don't need you to remind me,

so I don't want to hear such words again."

She was very upset, as if she was hurting him by being with Calvin, but, she hated being blackmailed.

"Belle, stop being obsessed, can't you think of these causes and consequences? Can't you figure out

who is really good for you and who is the one who is harming you?" Martin finally made up his mind

and came closer to her, looking into her bright eyes and speaking in a deep voice.

Belle leaned her head back and sat upright, asking in shock, "What do you mean by that?"

"You are wise enough to understand the meaning of my words." The light in his eyes grew deeper and

deeper, and his tone was tinged with mystery.

"No, I don't understand." Belle shook her head repeatedly.

"You don't understand?" Martin suddenly let out a long sigh, "Well, it's no wonder, women react

foolishly when it comes to such things." At this, he added with great regret, "It's not all your fault for not

understanding, it's just that he's given you too many temptations and this has made you lose your way."

"Who gave me the temptation?" Belle became even more curious.

"Who do you think?" Martin spoke quietly, "Of course it is Calvin, think about it, all these years, who

hurt you the most? Who has spoken ill of you, has he ever done his duty as a husband for a single

day? Why would he behave like this?"

Martin deliberately stopped speaking again at this point, noting Belle's expression to see her reaction.

"Martin, if you keep provoking my relationship with Calvin, there is absolutely no need for me to come

out with you. I'm sorry, I'll take my leave first." With anger on her face, Belle stood up and was about to

leave.

She knew very well what kind of person Calvin was and did not need Martin's provocations at all.

It was true that she loved Calvin so much that she still did to this day, so she did not want to hear a

single bad word about him. Calvin had hurt her feeling so much, caused her to leave her hometown

and even humiliated her, but she still loved him.

Martin clenched his clothes with one hand, but the other hand reached out to hold Belle's hand, pulling

her to sit down, "You are still so impulsive, as long as it is about him, you will lose your mind, even your

father's death means nothing to you, this is really not a good thing." NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

He murmured with a low sigh.

Belle's body stiffened once again as she asked, "Martin, what do you mean? What the hell is going on

with my father? If you beat around the bush again, I'll take it as you're bored and playing games with

me, and I'll never trust you again."

Martin suddenly laughed out loud.

"No wonder women have zero intelligence when it comes to love, it seems to be true." He sighed

repeatedly, "I have made it clear, and you don't even understand."

"Martin, is it fun to poke fun at people?" Her voice started to get cold and she was about to stand up

again.

"Don't, sit down." Martin pressed his hand towards her, picked up the napkin on the table and wiped his

lips as he spoke with great regret, "Belle, no matter what I say, you won't believe it, you're now finding

yourself ten thousand reasons to forgive him while imposing pain on yourself, or even your loved

ones."

After a long time, Belle figured out what he meant, and her face slowly paled, "You mean, it was Calvin

......"

Before she could finish her sentence, she heard Martin reply in a firm voice, "Yes, it's him, do you think

he is that kind to cure your mother? That's just a facade for him, a facade to cover his true face, he's

not that kind-hearted. He doesn’t love you, so why is he so good to you? Three years ago, you caused

his father to lie in hospital, he already hates you and wants to take revenge on you by all means, how

could he possibly let you go? I have heard that the car that killed your father was a Harvey's car. Think

about it, who else in Harvey Corp would want to take revenge on you besides him?"

Hearing Martin's words, Belle shivered with cold, thinking that she had approached him with such a

purpose in mind, but now she had denied it, she had reason to believe that Calvin could not have killed

her father, but it was all just a thought, where was the proof?

His words are somewhat speculative, but the reasoning is superficial and most easily associated.

"How do you know all this, do you have proof?" She asked, her face pale.

The smile in Martin's eyes was grim and disdainful.

"Don't forget where I'm working now, I'm working in the Finance Department, of course I can hear some

whispers, and there are some things I have some evidence of." Martin once again spoke with

confidence, tearing the little dream that Belle had fluked into existence to shreds. She closed her eyes

and opened them again a moment later, asking, "What is the evidence?"

She was not so stupid as to believe Martin's words. He was an unpredictable man, and she had no

good feelings towards him at all, so how could she believe his side of the story?

"Belle, do you remember what Calvin said in the back garden of Ink Garden when you and your father

came to Harvey Mansion that year?"

Martin further reminded.

Belle couldn't help but shiver, how could she not remember it? No, it would never be forgotten in this

lifetime, because what Calvin had said that day was too hurtful.

"Ethan, since you want to marry your daughter to me, then you have to prepare your mind, for whether

she will be happy in the future, whether something will happen, it will not be my fault, also, about your

dream of promotion, don't expect it, I won't let you get away with it." Calvin's words were like poisonous

juice that had burrowed into her bloodstream and could not be cleared away after so many years, so

how could she possibly forget such a memorable image?

That was the first time she went to Harvey Mansion, with her dream and beautiful vision of love, she

was taken by her father to meet Sophia, who was smiling from ear to ear. The Harvey Mansion was so

luxurious and beautiful, ignited her dream, everything at the time was so beautiful.