Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 744 Forget About The Past

"Really? Pinky promise." Jerry's eyes lit up as he wrapped his arms around Calvin's neck and kissed him on the face. Then, he patted his shoulder and said righteously, "Worry not, Dad. I'll take care of you

when you're old."

Jerry's words amused Calvin, with tears moistening his eyes.

Holding Jerry in his arms, Calvin leaned against the headboard of the bed. Then, he said seriously, "Jerry, since I promised you, then you have to promise me one thing as well. You have to make a pinky promise, alright?"

"Oh, what is it?" Jerry tilted his head.

"Here's the thing, Jerry. You are turning four this year. Your mother has left us and will not be able to take care of you. As for me, I will be heading over to Capital City to work in a few days. Your grandparents are old now, and they don't have the energy to take care of you. According to my observations, you haven't been behaving well lately, and it's not a good thing. In fact, this is very serious. That's why I'm planning to send you over to England to study. I'm going to enrol you in the Royal National Academy, what do you think?" Calvin had never been so patient in explaining anything to Jerry, and at the same time also seeking his opinions.

Jerry's life was in a state of chaos, now that he had lost his mother. What he was doing right then could only be described as a little rogue, and no one could control him.

Paige doted on him very much because he had lost his mother and suffered a lot at a young age. All the servants did not dare to offend him. Right then, he was just a little bully. Calvin was really worried that he would be corrupted by bad influence.

"Dad, do you intend to find a bad woman like Liya to be my stepmother once you send me away to England?" Jerry was not stupid. After thinking about it for a while, he immediately asked Calvin.

In the past few days, he had been hearing the servants talk about how young and powerful his father was. Not only that, he had a long line of pursuers.

As far as Jerry was concerned, this was an abysmal rumor. He just could not accept it.

This was the reason he had snuck into Calvin's bedroom to remind him. Otherwise, he would not have to worry about this.

The corners of Calvin's mouth curled up slightly as he looked at his son affectionately.

He reaffirmed in a serious tone again, "Silly boy, I promised you that your mother will be my only wife in this life. I even swore in front of Madam Lilian that day. You still don't believe me?" "Well." Jerry lowered his head and thought for a long time before raising his head.

"Alright, as long as you don't find me a stepmother, then I'll promise you to study hard. Once I have the ability to take care of you in the future, I will do so in return," Jerry said seriously as he agreed to Calvin's request.

"Alright then, let's a pinky promise," Calvin immediately said when Jerry saw eye to eye with him. He was afraid that Jerry would go back on his word.

"Alright. Cross my heart and pinky promise." Jerry and Calvin cheerfully promised each other.

That was the first time Calvin had a smile in such a long time, a smile that came from the bottom of his heart.

"Calvin," Paige called out. She heard Jerry's and Calvin's laugh as soon as she arrived at the bedroom door. She had a loving smile on her face as she walked in. She said to Jerry, softly, "Jerry, come here. Let's head to bed."

Jerry could not be any happier after Calvin made a promise to him. He immediately reached out for Paige's hand and obediently followed her out.

Paige turned around and said as she led Jerry to the door, "Calvin, wait for me at the study. I have something to discuss with you."

Calvin had long expected Paige to look for him. His expression was very calm.

He had known that Paige had something to discuss with him, but every time he would come up with some excuse to dodge the bullet. It seemed that he had to grab it by the horns then. Well, there were some things that could not be avoided. It was better to make it clear.

Calvin, dressed in his nightgown, was standing in the study. The heater had been turned on, and the room was brimming with warmth. Autumn had come Tristany that year, so the weather was much colder than in the past years.

"Mom, please take a seat," Calvin said indifferently as he held a shell in his hand and gently caressed it. He could hear someone entering the study and immediately knew the person was Paige. "Calvin." Paige sat down on the couch in the study and greeted him. For a moment, she felt sad and lowered her head.

Calvin fumbled to sit opposite her.

"Mom, what can I do for you?" After he sat down, he did not hear Paige speak for a long time, so he asked gently.

Paige sighed. "Calvin, it's been a year since Belle left us, hasn't it?"

She sounded as if she was asking Calvin, but in fact, it seemed like she was talking to herself.

Calvin's expression darkened. The pain in his eyes was evident.

"Yes, Mom," he answered in a low voice.

"Calvin, Belle was a good woman, a woman who had suffered a lot. I regret that I did not give her as much love as I should have, and made her suffer when she married you." Paige lowered her head and wiped her tears. She felt very distressed.

With trembling hands, Calvin fished out a cigarette from his chest pocket. He lit it up and took a puff.

"Calvin, you should not smoke. It's not good for your health. You are my only son. All I want is for you to be healthy," Paige begged in a low voice. She coughed lightly when she smelled the cigarette smoke. Calvin fell silent. He stood up and walked over, feeling for the curtains and parting them. He took a few more puffs before he stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtRhys.

"Mom, I owe her too much. It's impossible for me to repay her. I am a man who could not protect his wife." He finally calmed down and leaned against the desk. He looked out of the window and into the darkness. His low and hoarse voice was filled with remorse.

"No, Calvin." Paige's voice trembled, with her eyes full of tears. "You cannot take all the blame. That woman had been planning it for so long, so how could it've been avoided? Since ancient times, how often this scene has played out. To achieve glory, there will be risks. The only constant in life is change."

Paige was afraid that Calvin would be like this. The more guilt he felt in his heart, the more difficult it was for him to overcome it. This was not what she wanted to see.

"But why did it have to happen to her? It's unfair. It's so unfair," Calvin growled in a low voice.

Paige lowered her head and was speechless. After a long time, she spoke.

"Calvin, may the deceased rest in peace while the living must move on with their lives. Son, listen to me. You have to pull yourself together. You have to honor the past and welcome the future. You have to star over a new life."

"No." Calvin turned his head. His eyes were empty. There was a glimmer of light on his face. He said firmly, "Mom, Belle is not dead. Up until now, I still refuse to believe that she's dead. She must be alive somewhere. She must be waiting for me to pick her up."

His tone was underscored with conviction, his face full of determination as he said, "I will find her sooner or later."

Paige was stunned for a moment. Tears started rolling down her cheeks.

She, too, could not believe that Belle was dead when she had heard the news. However, the facts were in front of her. How could her son have said these words?

But the chances of a pregnant woman surviving a fall from a cliff into a river with strong currents was a glimmer at most.

"Calvin, please wake up! Stop being stubborn! I believe that Belle does not want to see you in such pain and sorrow, a good man who lives in the darkness every day and can't walk out of the shadow of the past. This is not a good thing, and what's more, you are still so young." Paige's heart ached. "Calvin, please go to the USA and seek treatment for your eyes tomorrow. I beg you. If you turn completely blind, then what would become of Jerry? Don't you want to see your son's handsome face?"

Paige pleaded with him. She nTristany had to resort to dropping onto her knees to beg him.

She felt as though blood was slowly dripping from her heart when she saw how her son had wallowed in torturous remorse in the past year.

For the past year, he would bury himself in work and refuse to talk to anyone. When he returned home, he would give his attention to Jerry. Even if she wanted to say some words of comfort to him, she somehow found it hard to approach him.

Obviously, Calvin had shed quite the pounds over the past year. He also had occasional mood swings. As his mother, she could neither persuade nor could she figure him out at all.

Calvin was still relatively young, only in his Tristany thirties. He could not continue living on like this, could he?

He had to start a new Chapter in his life. Arduous as it might be, it was a hurdle he had to overcome.