Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 760

The Yintern Group's dormitory could be described as simple.

There wasn't any washing machine or air conditioner in the dorm.

The weather was extremely cold.

Belle turned on the faucet on her balcony and washed her clothes.

Her hand turned red when it came into contact with the ice-cold water. She lowered her head as she forcefully rubbed her clothes together.

"Lexantra, the water is too cold. I think it's better for you to bring your laundry back to the office and use the washing machine there," Joanne, Belle's colleague, said when she saw Belle washing her clothes with great effort.

"Miss Gambon, you're here. Please have a seat." Belle looked up at Joanne and greeted her with a smile, "Make yourself at home. I don't have the time to entertain you."

Joanne was from Tamberland and was fluent in Srirano's local language. She also knew this country very well as her parents had a business establishment here. They had immigrated to this country many years ago. Therefore, although she was educated in Tamberland, she decided to remain in Srirano because there were many more opportunities here. She was very talented and versatile.

This was also the reason Steffan had hired her.

"Lexantra, there is no need for you to wash your own clothes manually. The weather is so cold that it has turned the water into ice. You will soon run out of water. It's best if you take your laundry back to the office to give them a wash." Joanne was warm, friendly, and lively. She was very confused when she saw Belle busy washing her clothes. "Lexantra, why are you doing this to yourself? You do know that Mr. Yintern will grant all of your requests just as long as you open your mouth, right? There is no need for you to be holed up in this dorm. Anyway, I really have no idea what you're thinking."

Joanne shook her head in confusion.

Belle smiled and said, "Miss Gambon, I treat Mr. Yintern as my superior. It's not what you think. Don't talk nonsense. Besides, the washing machine in the office is for company use only. How can I use it to wash my dirty laundry?"

Belle did not care about Joanne's words.

"Don't be silly." Joanne curled her lips. To put it bluntly, Steffan was the only one using the company's washing machine. As for Belle's relationship with Steffan...

"Lexantra, I know you're not one to get mad easily, so I just wanted to ask you, how long are you planning to hide it from us?" Joanne immediately asked when she saw that Belle was trying to avoid talking about Steffan.

"Hide what? What are you talking about?" Belle was so bewildered that she stopped what she was doing. She raised her head and asked. She was a little puzzled by Joanne's question.

"Do you really have no idea what I'm talking about?" Joanne yelped. "Fine. It seems like you're not willing to let me in on the secret either. Some friend you are."

The muscles on Belle's face gradually tightened as she asked seriously, "What in the world are you talking about? I genuinely have no idea what you're referring to."

Joanne noticed how serious she was. It did not seem like she was faking it. She could only remind her, "I'm talking about the good news."

After finishing her words, she smiled and looked at her frivolously.

This caused Belle to be even more confused.

"What good news? Whose?" she asked in surprise.

"You're very good at pretending. I'm talking about your good news." Joanne and Belle were very comfortable with each other. She spoke without any restraint and just laughed happily.

Belle was stunned. She was a little annoyed as she said, "There's nothing at all. I don't even know anything. You're talking nonsense."

"Is there no such thing?" When Joanne realized that Belle was telling the truth, she felt a little strange. "Didn't he propose? How couldn't you know? Now, that's strange."

She was a little annoyed.

Joanne looked at Belle's expression. She held back her laughter and greeted him solemnly, "Hello, Mr. Yintern."

"Good day, Miss Gambon," Steffan replied politely, smiling.

"Mr. Yintern, rumor has it that we will be getting a raise soon, is it true?" Joanne knew that she should leave now that Steffan was here. However, she could tell that he was in a good mood, so she did not hesitate to ask about the pay rise.

Steffan raised his eyebrows and chuckled. His eyes were wildly luminous, but they were full of inscrutable information.

"Don't worry, Miss Gambon. Our company now has Dory, who is an excellent designer. Hopefully, we will be able to persuade Melvin Cohen, one of the most sought-after car designers, to join our company. Furthermore, our company will be organizing one of the largest auto shows next month to showcase the work of all the famous car designers. Once our business starts to boom, I will definitely give each of you a raise. You just have to do your job well." Steffan promised confidently.

When Joanne heard his reply, she felt that there was no point asking the question because she wasn't given a definite answer.

When she turned to look at Steffan, she realized that his eyes were on Belle, his being was very close to pouncing on her. She knew that it was pointless to ask any more questions. If she stayed, then she would be third-wheeling in plain sight.

Immediately, she pursed her lips into a smile and quietly left. She did not forget to close the door for them when she left.

"Dory, it's such a cold day, why are you washing your clothes? Your hands are going to get frostbitten if you keep washing your clothes. Didn't I tell you that there's a washing machine in the office?" Steffan complained as he approached Belle. He realized that her hands were turning red from the cold. His heart ached at the sight. He reached out to hold Belle's hands and brought them to his mouth, blowing at her hands in an attempt to warm them up.

Belle blinked her beautiful eyes and struggled to get rid of his hand.

"Steffan, some clothes cannot be washed with the others, or else it will be stained. Besides, this is nothing too tiring," she explained softly. She wanted to lower her head to continue scrubbing her clothes.