Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 333 Was It An Illusion

"Mr. Harvey. Aron sidled up to him and called in a soft voice towards Calvin, who had been standing with his mind empty."

"Calvin's eyes darkened. Although he was in a daze, he had picked up each and every of the old man's words. The pieces of the puzzle had all fit together now."

Do you want to go in and ask? Aron glanced at the direction of the courtyard and asked in a low voice.

"There's no need for that. Let's head back to the cottage first. Awoken from his stupor, Calvin quickly led Aron out of the alley and back to the cottage."

"Bemused, Aron couldn't wrap his head around Calvin's intention!"

"He had been dying to see her, yet he retreated after finally stumbling upon her tracks."

"Aron, tomorrow, go and visit and research things as usual. There is no rush with the chemical plant. I have something to do for the next few days. After returning to the cottage, Calvin softly said to Aron, """Oh, and call Alfred and tell him that I may postpone my return by two months."""""

Got it. Aron understood his intention after hearing what Calvin had said. It seemed that he was going to take things slowly this time.

"Also, don't reveal our whereabouts for the time being. As for the chemical plant, wait for the right moment, and wait for my instructions. Calvin thought for a moment before he instructed, """Go to that Mist Alley and look around. Find a place to stay there. We're moving.""""

Ah. Aron was stunned for only a second. "Okay." He nodded quickly and then turned around and went out.

"Even the current Aron was reeling in a shock on a great scale. The world was so big, and this place was so remote. Yet Mr. Harvey actually got a chance to gaze upon the Young Madam in this small town. It had to be fate!"

"He only hoped that God would not throw another curveball at him, and that the two lovebirds could finally reunite!"

"After Aron had left, Calvin went into the bathroom and took a bath. Coming out and sitting on the sofa, he was still restless. His mind was taken up by the figure of the woman and the child's cries." Was that woman really Belle?

"He had always wanted to believe in his subjective judgment, but since the last earthquake, he had lost confidence in it!"

"Until that day, he still couldn't be sure if the gRhys-faced woman on the day of the earthquake was really Belle. It felt just like then, when he had again seen this figure. Although he was convinced by his intuition, he could not immediately act on it now."

"However, this time, he had to be thorough about it."

"Since God had allowed them to meet again, then he believed that they would have a future together!"

"This time, he had to follow her personally to confirm it!"

If it was really her.

"If he let her escape the way she did the last time, he wouldn't be a man anymore!"

"After taking a shower, he lit a cigarette and paced back and forth in the room."

"The cigarette butts brightened and dimmed, illuminating his handsome face and making it seem as if it were deep in thought, his eyes were as dark as an abyss!"

"After a long time, a decision appeared to have clicked in his mind. He got up and changed into a V-necked sweater and a dark-colored pair of jeans. Being the human personification of 'cool', he walked out of the door with ease."

"The nightlife in the small town couldn't be compared to that of the big city, where everything remained brilliantly lit. At this moment, when night had just fallen, everything in this small city was already cloaked in darkness."

"There were only a few dim street lamps on the street, and there were not many pedestrians outside."

"After leaving, Calvin headed straight for Mist Alley."

"His heart and mind were stormy. Now that he had already known where she lived, he could no longer fall asleep."

The key to many mysteries were about to be unlocked.

Who was the crying child? Was it his son?

"How much joy and heartache would he feel if it was true? When he heard him cry so loudly, his heart started to throb with pain!"

"He, Calvin's son, was tortured as such."

How did this silly woman raise the child? Calvin wondered.

"Now, he had to get closer to them! Even with just hearing the cries of his child once more, it would be enough to have his heart pacified! Or if he were to glimpse her beautiful figure, even if he could only see her from afar, he would be able to fill up the emptiness in his heart."

"The end of the alley was not as empty as it was in the middle of it. The old man selling cotton candy had already left, and only the drizzle and the dim lights were visible."

"At night in springtime, the chilly air was still unrelenting."

"He circled around the courtyard. There were still lights in two rooms on the road side. One room's lights were bright, and the other room's lights were dim. It was obvious that they had fallen asleep."

"A blurry figure appeared from the window of the brightly lit house. Calvin stared at the blurry figure and wanted nothing more than to run in and get to the bottom of it. However, he managed to resist the urge."

"He had every reason to believe that if he rushed in and reunited with her now, then when he came back tomorrow morning, history would repeat itself. She would disappear once more."

"Doubt not, for this woman's heart was indeed that cruel."

"Even if the back of the figure was very vague, he could have still sworn that it was definitely her!"

"He steadied himself in the darkness and stared at her vague figure. He could not come forward to disturb her, nor did he want to leave."

There seemed to be a trace of warmth in the air. Was there something in the air tricking him into hallucinating?

"Losing track of time standing there, his hands and feet were numb. He lit a cigarette and slowly paced back and forth."

How should I convince her to come back with me? he muttered under his breath.

"A woman was with a child, along with an elderly woman with a cane."

The old man's description was clearly tailored to fit her!

The night grew darker and darker.

Calvin had finished smoking his cigarette. He threw away the cigarette butt and was about to leave.

"The child's cries suddenly pierced through the quiet, night sky, which was particularly loud and clear."

Calvin stopped in his tracks. His heart suddenly tightened.

A child! Was that his child? Was it a boy or a girl?

"Upon hearing that tender cry, he was suddenly awash with a sense of familiarity! His heart was contained with an unprecedented excitement, the air wafted with an intoxicating fragrance. Had he already become a father?"

He really wanted to rush in and see if the little fellow looked like him.

"Footsteps immediately thudded across the house. The blurry figure quickly ran into the crying child's room and picked him up, cajoling and rocking him gently."

"Mom, milk, milk... The child's voice was not very clear as he cried. When he heard the voice, Calvin's heart twitched, jolting him with pain."

"No, Jerry, no more milk. You're a big baby now. Belle held Jerry in her arms and said softly as she patted him on the back."

"Calvin heard a vague voice in the room. It was soft, and even the wet and sticky air was utterly comfortable."

"The little kid could not get the breast milk he wanted, and he had to resort to crying. She did not compromise with him and so he kept crying. His voice was loud and tough, not giving up until he reached his goal."

"Outside the room, Calvin's heart was palpitating as he listened."

"Such a loud voice, it must be a boy. He was secretly ecstatic. It turned out that he already had a son!"

"D*mn you, woman. Is that how you've been raising him? Are you going to let him cry just like that?! Calvin clenched his teeth out of hatred!"

"After a long time, probably due to his mother's compromise, the little fellow's voice became weaker after he was satisfied, and gradually, everything returned to peace."

"It was only then that Calvin realized that the clothes on his body were completely soaked. His hair was also damp, and it looked as if it was dripping with water."

He stole a last lingering glance at the courtyard and quietly left.

"The next day, after Belle had gone to the school to teach the classes, she thought of how Jerry had been making a big scene these days, and the milk powder in the house was about to be empty. So she decided to go to the department store after classes."

"The large-scale department store was at the other end of the bridge. The sky was grey, and it was raining softly. The air was humid. It was the flu season, so it was very easy to catch a cold at that time of year."

"Belle was worried that Jerry was lacking in nutrition. After all, when she had been pregnant with him, her body was still in a state of malnutrition. Moreover, she had also been haunted with constant fear and anxiety. She must have doted on him so much because of her guilt."

"As she thought so, she gathered speed in her pace. She just wanted to go home as soon as possible to see him. As soon he saw her, he would break into a cute smile in her arms and laugh sweetly. Whenever that happens, Belle was the happiest and the most satisfied she had ever been."

"She hauled a few cans of milk powder and rushed out of the shopping mall, running back home as if she was flying."

"When she passed through the bridge, she was moved inexplicably. She looked back at it. She always had a special feeling about this bridge. As for what kind of feeling it was, Belle couldn't explain it clearly, but she was always enveloped by that kind of faint sadness, which made her depressed."

"On this bridge, all that life had to offer would always trigger a different kind of emotion in her. She could not help but think of a certain someone deep in her heart, and his voice and appearance would also emerge in her mind."

"That day, even in the midst of rushing, she did not forget to steal a glance at it."

"In the past two days, there was an inexplicable fear in the air. The atmosphere seemed to be riddled with an uneasy feeling, like something was in the air that had put her on edge this past few days." "With this kind of feeling, she couldn't help but to look over her shoulder again after crossing the bridge."

"Just at this moment, a figure flashed in front of her eyes. The figure was slender and tall, debonair and charming. She was so familiar with it, and her heart pounded out of rhythm."

What's going on? she screamed internally.

"In a panic, she turned around and looked in that direction."

There was nothing!

"After making sure that this was just her illusion, the smile on the corner of her mouth was as if it had been touched with sadness' own hands."

"She really couldn't forget him, for the impression he had left on her was too deep. It was so deep that she couldn't forget him even if she poured her heart and soul into it. There had been an illusion in front of her just now, for God's sake!"

She thought that she was entirely beyond redemption!

"If her nose soured, then her heart ached even more. She turned her head and quickened her pace!"

"Behind her when she was leaving in a hurry, that figure reappeared."

"Calvin stood on the stone steps and looked at her disappear with his sharp eyes. His handsome face darkened, and the light in his eyes gradually faded away. In the depths of his eyes was the flow of tenderness and gentleness, until it covered up the passion in his heart."

"Just now, he had almost rushed to pick her up and take her away."

"Alas, he managed to control himself!"

"Woman, today I could finally see you clearly."

It's you!

I didn't expect that our fate would turn out like this. I didn't expect to meet you here.

It's God's will!

It seems that the heavens are still taking good care of us!

"In the end, even after countless separations, we still meet each other! Thoughts cascaded down his mind. "

"Now, he didn't want to give up anymore!"