Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 792 Unreasonable

As Belle's hand left Calvin's palm, he felt a gust of emptiness. It was as if his heart was empty. He immediately sought Aron. "Aron, have you finished tidying up my office?" Aron smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Harvey. I've been working overtime the whole night and now it's finally done."

"Very well." Calvin smiled.

As soon as Belle opened the door to the office, a fresh Sadiel fragrance wafted into her nose. She was shocked to see a bundle of roses waiting on her desk.

She was stunned.

She was sure it hadn't been there the previous afternoon.

She gripped the key in her hand. Yes, the key was still with her, so it was impossible for someone to have opened the door to her office.

But where did these flowers come from?

She walked over, picked up the roses, inspecting them. They were fresh, as if they had just been plucked.

She lowered her head and thought for a while. Such a thing could only be Steffan's doing!

At the thought of Steffan, she actually felt a little depressed. She slowly walked to the desk and sat down. Unthinkingly pressing on the keyboard, her mind drifted to the events on the previous night. The night before, she had slept in Calvin's arms, seemingly very soundly. The warmth was still preserved on her body as of then.

There was a slight blush on her face.

"Stop thinking about it. There is still a car show plan to be carried out today," Belle warned herself, shaking her head.

She composed herself, switched on the computer, and immersed herself in her task. Time passed by in a flash. Just as she was lost in her work, a dark figure appeared in front of the desk. She looked up, and standing in front of her was Steffan.

"Mr. Yintern." Her speech faltered. With the previous night's events, she felt uncomfortable facing Steffan.

"Dory, are you busy with the plan? These are the procedures of the car exhibition. I'd like to discuss when you may need to make an appearance," Steffan said gently, holding a stack of drawings in his hand, completely ignoring the expression on Belle's face.

"Sure, sure." Belle nodded her head in a hurry upon receiving an important task.

Steffan walked towards the couch, and Belle also stood up and followed him.

They both sat down on the couch.

Steffan spread the drawing in his hand and pointed to one of the corners. "The prelude to the exhibition must be grand, but the real climax will be around this time. So here I am, to discuss it with you." Both of their heads were almost pressed together as they looked at the drawing plan intently.

Belle studied the drawing with Steffan's indication. She agreed with his decision and was about to open her mouth to speak.

"Knock, knock, are you working, or are you flirting?" A teasing voice suddenly appeared in the office, which startled the two of them as they looked up at the same time.

Calvin had appeared out of nowhere. He stood tall and upright as he spoke with a jealous tone.

Belle was immediately dumbstruck. Where did he even come from?

From her point of view, Calvin's appearance was certainly eerie. It was as if he had drilled through the wall, appearing out of nowhere. If Calvin had come through the door, then the both of them surely must've heard him.

His appearance was completely baffling.

"Belle, I happen to have something I need to discuss with you." Calvin gave a playful smile. He placed a hand on Belle's waist and pulled her back a little. Belle was almost lifted up from her seat. He sat down next to Belle, wedging himself between Steffan and her.

It wasn't until Calvin sat between them that Belle came to her senses.

"Belle, the roses are beautiful, don't you agree?" Calvin turned his head and smiled at her.

The identity of the sender of the roses had been made known to Belle.

"How about this? You both can continue to discuss your plan, and I'll talk to Belle later." He chuckled and motioned between the two with his index finger. It was obvious that he had nothing to say and was only here to spy on them.

A dark aura shrouded Steffan, and his eyes were cold and gloomy.

Belle was also ticked off. As if they could continue their discussion when there was a whole man-child sitting between them.

The air came to an impasse, and Steffan knew that it was impossible to continue the discussion, so he could only stand up.

"Dory, since Mr. Harvey has something to discuss with you, go ahead and deal with him first. Come by my office later," he said to Belle before he left.

"What do you think you're doing? I'm at work, you know that right?" Belle glared at him and asked with disapproval.

Even if he was her husband, he couldn't possibly interfere with her work like this.

"Look at what you're saying. I'm going to ask you a question. Is your job or your husband's eyesight more important?" Calvin asked unhesitantly.

Belle was caught off guard for a moment, and then she remembered that Calvin had not applied his eye medicine that morning.

"Are you a three-year-old child? You don't even know how to take your own meds." Belle rolled her eyes at him and said impatiently, "What's more, Aron is with you."

"If only I were able to see, then I wouldn't need someone to help me with this. Aron has something to do this morning. Besides, he's the company's vice president. He can't always stay by my side, acting like my wife. Needless to say, I have my wife now. It's so unfair that my wife is not treating me as she should." Calvin reasoned with her.

A pang of guilt struck her chest.

She immediately glanced at him and took a deep breath.

Didn't Aron say that his eyes had reached the critical period of treatment? It occurred to her that Calvin indeed hadn't taken his medicine that morning. Defeated, she immediately extended her hand and asked, "Ugh, where's the meds?"

A smug smile flashed across Calvin's face. He took out the medicine from his pocket and handed it to Belle.

Belle glanced at him and realized that this guy came fully prepared. He brought the medicine with him at all times.

She shut her mouth and headed to the bathroom to wash her hands.

When she walked into the bathroom, she sensed something odd, but after a quick glance behind her, she dismissed the thought.

When she came out of the washroom, Calvin was lying comfortably on the couch, waiting for her.

"Please leave after I apply the medicine for you. Don't bother me anymore. I still have a lot planned for today, I don't want to stay back overtime." Belle took the medicine and warned in advance. Calvin's face darkened. "What plan? You're a designer, not an administrative secretary. That Steffan guy is good at ripping my wife to pieces. That's outrageous."

When Belle heard this, she found that this guy was unreasonable. As long as Steffan was mentioned, he would grind his teeth.

"Please don't act so unreasonably. This is my job." She shook her head, feeling peeved.

Calvin smirked devilishly and stretched out his hand to pull Belle's hand. Losing her balance, Belle immediately collided with his chest.

"I'm only unreasonable with women in bed. At other times, I'm always reasonable. Do you understand?" He breathed heavily, and his tone was extremely warm. Belle's face instantly turned crimson red.