Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 261

“Rosa, when will your father come to A City?" Martin's voice was very soft.

"He will definitely come at the New Year's dinner party." Rosa replied shyly.

"Well", Martin sighed, stopped talking, and lowered his head to kiss Rosa again.

Sure enough, Martin was asking about Rosa’s father again. What was this guy thinking?

"Ahem." Belle coughed deliberately.

They two jumped away quickly, looking so flustered.

"Belle, have you come back from the hospital?" Seeing Belle standing in front of her, Rosa was blushed, feeling very embarrassed. She touched the messy hair with her hand, and asked.

Martin was even more embarrassed.

"Yeah," Belle smiled and nodded. She jokingly said, "You two are so loving."

"Belle, don't make fun of me. Is Mr. Hudson feeling better?" Rosa lightly ran to Belle’s side, held her arm, and asked with concern.

Belle opened her mouth and was about to speak, but felt a gaze looking at her. When she looked up, she saw Martin looking at her with eager anticipation on his face. Then Belle shut up.

"Belle, uncle should be getting better, right? We all expect him to stand up." Seeing that Belle stopped talking, Martin asked with concern.

Belle forced a faint smile. Her face was calm as usual. Then she shook her head, sighed, and said lightly, "His illness is incurable. He will be like that in this life."

"It's too pitiful. Mr. Hudson, who used to be so majestic, has become like this overnight. It's really sad." Rosa said, feeling regrettable, "Belle, you're tired too. Let's go back first."

Belle pulled Rosa’s hand away and said softly, "Rosa, you go back first. I have something to talk with Martin today. Don't worry. I'll be fine in a while."

"Okay, then I'll go first. I'll be waiting for you upstairs." Belle smiled happily and walked away from them lightly.

Martin looked at Rosa’s distant back, and the look in his eyes was clear.

"Belle, do you have anything to talk with me? Well, did you just come back from the hospital?" Martin asked unnaturally after looking away.

"Martin, do you remember what I said to you last time?" After Rosa left, Belle put away the smile on her face and asked coldly.

"What?" Martin pretended not to understand.

"Do you have a little conscience? Rosa is really simple and can't stand you to play with her feelings. Don't hurt an innocent girl casually, okay?" Seeing Martin playing dumb, Belle condemned, "I don't know what your purpose is for approaching her, but I will never allow you to hurt her."

Belle's stern words finally made Martin face the question seriously.

He swallowed, and said in a very serious tone, "Belle, I never thought of hurting her. I'm serious, After this prison incident, I also figured it out. I just want to find a good girl to marry, have our children, and then live a normal life. Rosa is a good girl. I really want to marry her."

Martin looked at the lights in the distance. There was an irrepressible desire in his eyes, which was the instinct of human nature for beautiful things.

Belle frowned, looking at him inquisitively.

"Then, do you love her?" she asked with a frown.

"Love?" Martin suddenly laughed, "Belle, you are so naïve. How many couples in this world really get married because of love? The most dispensable thing in this world is love. I really want to marry Rosa."

Martin smiled casually when he said this.

"Martin, shame on you. I didn't expect that you really want to play with Rosa’s feelings, and the reason is so high-sounding." Belle was so furious. She gritted her teeth and cursed.

"Enough." The smile on Martin's face disappeared. His voice suddenly became cold. He stared at Belle and the look in his eyes was even colder, "Belle, you are too naïve. I didn't expect you would still be so naïve after going through so many things. Tell you, I won’t hurt Rosa. I really want to marry her. I will let her be my wife. I will stay with her for a lifetime. She will also have children for me. We will be like every married couple to live. Isn’t it good for her?"

Was this his reason? He didn't love Rosa, but would marry her, just for some purpose?

"Okay, let me ask you, can you give her happiness?" The anger on Belle's face was so obvious. A man who couldn't give a woman happiness actually wanted to marry the woman? This was too playful.

"What is happiness? Do you understand now?" Martin asked back.