Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 213

"Dad, please bail out Martin." Lexie said anxiously just as she closed the door.

Tristan's face sank as he asked in a dark voice, "What is the reason?"

"Dad, he has come out, I need his help. I managed to have conceive Calvin's child now, even Sofia has agreed to our marriage, it's about to work out. If Hudson wakes up, I'm afraid this matter will be in vain." Lexie said anxiously with her face flushed.

"Could it be that Hudson would oppose you or dislike his grandson?" Tristan was very puzzled, his eyes full of doubts.

"It's not like that." Lexie was anxious, "Dad, you don't have to ask, I have a reason, I can't say it clearly now, but you must help me in this matter. I am your only daughter, if you don't help me, you will regret it."

Lexie threatened, wiping her eyes.

Tristan was surprised, as it was common sense that Hudson did not like Belle that much before he passed out, and it did not necessarily mean a bad thing when he woke up, but what was the reason behind his daughter's request?

But Lexie didn't allow him to ask more questions before she hurried out.

"Lexie, Lexie, where are you going? Be careful." Jennifer shouted anxiously towards Lexie's distant back.

"She is still pregnant, but she ran away, what if something wrong happen?" Jennifer walked in as she uttered, " Tristan, what exactly does she want with you? It's really worrying."

Tristan stood up after a moment of contemplation, his face dark.

"Your daughter has been spoiled by you since she was young, how old is she now? Can you control her for the rest of her life?" Tristan was in a heavy mood and reprimanded Jennifer.

"Tristan, what are you talking about?" Jennifer was reprimanded by Tristan for no reason and was upset, "I only have this one daughter, so naturally I spoil her, but so what? Don't all girls need to be spoiled? Look at how good our Lexie is, having a daughter like this is still not good enough? But you, as a father, you don't like your daughter at all."

"You ..." Tristan got angry, pointing his finger at Jennifer and saying soberly, "All you know is to spoil her, and you don't distinguish between right and wrong, you will regret it one day."

After saying that, he slammed the door and went straight out.

A red Lamborghini pulled up at the entrance of the Public Security Bureau.

Martin walked out of it.

The weather outside was so nice, the sun was out, the fresh air was surrounding him from all sides and he couldn't help but open his mouth and take a few greedy breaths.

He had been locked in that dark, damp detention cell, interrogated daily by Finley.

He didn't expect to be released, so he stood frozen as if he were in a dream.

The windows of the red car were slowly rolled down.

With curly hair draped over her shoulders, sexy red lips, Lexie look stunning, sunglasses covering her pretty face.

Martin, who had just come out of hell, felt for the first time that Lexie's face was not so annoying anymore, at least when he was in prison, it was only Lexie who came over to help him and got him out of that terrible prison.

"Get in, don't you want to go yet?" Lexie took off her sunglasses and smiled enchantingly.

Martin was dumbfounded, but immediately woke up and scrambled to open the car door and get in, as if the world outside was a flood of beasts that would swallow him if he was one step slower. A smug slime was seen on Lexie’s face.

"What do you want to eat?" She asked as she twisted the steering wheel.

If such a question had been asked before, he would have scoffed, but now, he had been starved for days, and the food in the cell was unpalatable as pig food.

His mind flashed to the exquisite and sumptuous dishes, and he felt his belly rumble with hunger.

Lexie heard the rumble in his belly and smiled even more brightly.

He was driven to a hotel, where he took a shower before pacing to a pre-booked private room.

"Serve the food." Lexie sat gracefully on the sofa. When she saw the refreshed Martin walk in, she ordered towards the waiter who was standing at one side.

"Yes." The waiter went out and soon brought in a steaming assortment of delicacies.

Martin picked up his chopsticks, picked up the food on the table, and then brought it to his mouth, gulping.