Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 113

"Well, that's good. Belle, if you need anything, or someone bullies you, just tell me. I will help you." Sophia said.

These words made Paige very uncomfortable. She was very dissatisfied with Sophia's protection of Belle. In Fragrance Garden, she was the most qualified person to 'bully' Belle. Sophia was an elder. She actually said such words in front of many people, which was basically accusing Paige of not managing Fragrance Garden well. Paige felt very embarrassed. She pulled a long face and didn’t speak any more, but she had always been full of unhappiness about the special protection Sophia gave to Belle.

"Grandma, you are too partial. I am your grandson, but you don't care about me." Calvin smiled lightly and deliberately teased his grandma.

"Because you are my grandson, I want to be nicer to Belle." Sophia glanced at him and said deliberately, but her face was full of love.

Calvin smiled and scratched his head.

"Have a seat. Let's have dinner." Sophia said softly to Ruth. Hearing it, Ruth immediately sent the order to start dinner.

Everyone began to eat.

As soon as Belle sat down and picked up the chopsticks on the table, she looked up and saw a pair of bright eyes. The light in those eyes flashed, which was so weird. The guy glanced at Calvin’s hand which holding one of Belle’s hands. The look in his eyes made Belle feel uncomfortable.

Martin was sitting opposite her.

Belle was shocked. The feeling she had when she was wandering on the street just now came to her again. Dumbfoundedly, the words he said that day came to Belle’s mind suddenly. So far, only two people had told her about her father's death. One was him and the other was Lottie. Even Calvin didn’t mention it to her, so she didn’t know whether he knew it or not.

What did Martin know?

Belle's eyes shot out a stern light. She stared at him.

Martin seemed to see through what was on her mind. He had his meal calmly, and even smiled at her from time to time.

"Ahem, Belle, eat this." Calvin saw the expressions on their faces. He frowned slightly, glared at Martin with sharp eyes, and put a piece of spareribs into Belle's bowl.

Belle came back to her senses and then looked away. She started to eat on her own.

In the dark night, the autumn wind blew up. It was a little chilly.

Belle lay in the soft quilt. All kinds of complicated pictures came into her mind. It was about her father's death, so her mood was bad.

Calvin's chest beside her was strong and warm. She leaned against him, feeling so warm. The chest was solid enough for her to lean on. In such a quiet night, with such a chest for her to rely on, Belle felt so happy, so warm and safe.

She had adapted to the dark night with him.

She really wanted to keep relying on it like this. If nothing happened between them and if they were just like all couples in the world, how happy she should be!

Should she tell him about her father’s matter? He should have known, but he never took the initiative to mention it to her, not even to express his concern! He never believed in her. He still thought it was her who caused his father into the hospital!

Forget it! Her business had nothing to do with him!

Even if he was her most intimate lover, he only had physical needs for her. There was no need to tell him this. Because it was just nothing to him. That was her father, and had nothing to do with him. So why bother to ask him this? What she got in the end was only humiliation! Maybe he was happy about her father's death.

Their current relationship was ridiculous.

She quickly suppressed the thoughts that came into her mind. She had chosen to believe in him, and believed that her father's death had nothing to do with him.