Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 164

Throughout dinner, Belle did not have a very good appetite.

Calvin changed his ways to make her eat something, and it was getting stranger and stranger, something that he originally did not like to eat, but because Belle loved it, he would change his taste along with it.

"Calvin, where are we going?" After eating, Belle was surprised to see that the car was not heading in the direction of Harvey Mansion, but in a direction she was not familiar with, so she asked out loud.

Calvin's face was a warm smile, and he did not make a sound.

Belle was startled by the warm smile on his face, and soon realised what was going on, and her face could not help but flush slightly.

The car soon came to a stop in front of a cluster of luxurious holiday villas.

The luggage man immediately greeted them.

Calvin opened the car door, walked to the side and very gentlemanly helped Belle pull open the door and put his hand towards her.

Belle gave him her hand.

Calvin took her hand and pulled it slightly harder.

"Park the car." Calvin took out a few hundred notes and threw them to the young man who came up to park the car, his right hand gently grabbed Belle's waist and intimately swept her into his arms, taking the lift directly towards the top.

"We're not going home today, we're staying here for the night." He murmured softly and wrapped his arms around her tightly.

Belle blushed slightly and leaned close to him, her long eyelashes blinking, her eyes slightly shy.

In the exquisite and luxurious hotel room, Calvin had just opened the door and closed it by the way. His warm and soft lips took her lustful lips.

His lips were like fire, rolling over every inch of her body.

The dark currents within Belle's body surged like waves, full of passion, setting every cell in her body on fire.

They were now so inseparable that, since she loved him, she had to make sure that he could never leave her.

She began to wrap her arms around his neck and pressed herself softly against him, kissing him back passionately.

He was overjoyed at her response and kissed her even deeper, wrapping his arms around her waist in love.

In this moment, they forget everything in their passion.

Her hair was spread out on the snow-white sheets, her skin was smooth, but it was clustered with red marks that made his throat go dry.

Another inexplicable pathos was creeping up inside him, along with the fullness of tenderness that was setting his body on fire.

He led her into another time and place that belongs only to them.

"Belle, promise me that no matter what happens, you have to believe in me and my love for you, okay?" Belle heard Calvin's magnetic low soft voice floating as if in the clouds, surprisingly with a humble begging and seemingly a touch of hurt.

She was in a trance, as if she had fallen into a sea of illusionary clouds, with all the colourful lights before her eyes. She did not have the heart to understand the meaning of his words, much less to think of anything, nor could she think of anything at all in this situation.

It's a quiet, peaceful night, with moonlight leaking in through the curtains, and the air is warm and intoxicating.

There is no better night in the world than this, and who would want to give up such a beautiful night?

The two drifted off to sleep and woke up again to an unpleasantly messy bed.

The night was so short that when she opened her eyes, Belle saw Calvin sitting on his bed, smoking a cigarette, his expression forlorn and lonely, as he sat sullenly.

His eyelashes were dark and dense, inadvertently touching Belle's open dark bright eyes. As their eyes met, he froze and smiled gently.

Belle looked at him in a trance, staring at him in fascination.

His eyes were loving and tender, but in the depths of his eyes, Belle saw a touch of pain that was shocking to the eyes, and his heart jerked.

"Why are you still smoking?" The smell of smoke wafting in caused her to cough lightly, and Belle climbed up and snatched the cigarette out of his hand, her face displeased and justifiably chiding, "Calvin, you promised me you wouldn't smoke anymore, why do you break your word?"

She was angry at him for not taking care of his body.

The corner of Calvin's mouth was a helpless, bitter smile as he let her snatch the cigarette and put it out in the ashtray.

He went over and wrapped his arms around her, "It won't happen again, okay?