Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 798 Only This Once

"Oh, and what kind of performance do you mean? The one in bed, or the psychological one?" Calvin laughed out loud as he joked.

"Hey!" Belle was embarrassed and shouted. Her face turned red, and she gnashed her teeth. "You know I didn't mean that."

Calvin was pleased, letting out another laugh. After a while, he stopped smiling and teasing her. "Silly, you should have thought about what your husband's company is up to. Melvin is talented. It makes sense that Harvey Group wants to welcome him aboard, but he is also coveted by a lot of companies. He may not necessarily come. Knowing the enemy will ensure a successful battle. Therefore, I have investigated Melvin's background before I came to the headquarters. I have already gathered this important information. Otherwise, how can I compete with him?"

It occurred to Belle that Steffan had also done a background check on Calvin. However, it was not as detailed and broad as Calvin's. This guy must be a veteran in the business circle.

"So, Melvin is able to come work at Yintern Group because of you." She raised her little face to look at him and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Calvin smiled and hugged her tightly.

"My wife is smart. It's no wonder you're my woman."

Belle was shocked when she heard that. Steffan wanted to hire Melvin. If Calvin were to get involved in it, Steffan might not even be able to do it even with Mr. Tangger's help. She felt a sense of foreboding for Steffan.

Soon enough, Calvin spoke.

"Belle, if I really wanted to hire Melvin, then how could Yintern Group possibly have any hope?" At that point, Belle did not speak. Calvin continued as he sensed her speechlessness. "You are still more worried about Steffan, so to speak. Is he more important than your husband?"

These words did not sit well with Belle. She defended herself, saying, "I am working for Yintern Group right now, and it should be a given that I'm thinking about the company's future. I can't possibly follow my personal interests."

Calvin was enraged by her words, with his face showing a hint of anger. "You're so loyal to your company that you're treating me so heartlessly? Let me tell you, if it weren't for you, then would I have given up on Melvin?"

Every time Steffan was brought up, Calvin would jump into this mode. Belle observed that he was really angry, so she tangled their palms together and whispered, "Hubby, this is what I owe him." These words were like a Rhys of sunlight descending from the heavens.

In the blink of an eye, all the rage on Calvin's face faded away. A layer of dazzling light once again appeared on his face.

In other words, she was just returning his favor and paying him back for saving her life!

If that was the case, then he had no objection.

For the past few days, they had actually gotten along well together, and his determination to destroy Yintern Group had quickly dissipated. When he heard her saying it in person, he was infected with joie de vivre.

"Belle, if you only want to repay his kindness, then I will help you. I will help you expand Yintern's Group. It's completely capable, for Harvey Group," he said softly, holding her small hand. "Really?" Belle's eyes lit up. "With this, you won't be angry at Steffan, will you?"

"Yes." He buried his face in her hair and said softly, "He saved my wife. I do owe him a favor. This is what I should do. I have transferred an extra 500 million to you. It depends on you how to use it."

A sudden warmth rose in Belle's heart. She put her hands on his neck and said, "Thank you, my dear husband."

"I accept your gratitude. You just need to perform well tonight. I don't want anything else other than you." Calvin hugged her tightly, thinking about the lonely and cold nights in the past. Only when his loneliness was then completely filled with this hard-earned happiness could his life be considered to be completed. There was nothing else to complain about.

Steffan sat on the bar stool, with two large empty bottles of wine. His eyes were as deep as the depths of the ocean, and his face was terrifyingly cold.

In just a few days, Belle had completely returned to Calvin's embrace. They were husband and wife, and there was no chance for him at all.

To deal with his loss and pain, he had to drink.

It was only then that he finally understood why Mr. Tangger was always drinking. Drinking did ease his sorrows.

He was also a decent man with his pride and self-esteem intact. Especially when it came to relationships, what he required was that she was willing to be with him. Even if it was only threadbare. Forcing her would not work in his place.

Therefore, in the course of his interaction with Belle, he had become a modest gentleman. Other than encouraging her with words, he had never forced her to do anything out of her comfort zone.

She was a noble and pure woman. She should be the kind of person who would slowly warm up under someone's gradual influence.

Just when he thought he was about to get her to warm up to him, Calvin appeared.

He had not only occupied her space domineeringly, but he had also successfully conquered her heart.

This was something that he had never expected.

The alcohol burned a path down his throat, warming his heart, but it could not relieve him from his morose mood.

He knocked back one glass after another.

At the end of the day, Calvin took Belle back to the hotel after work.

After the two of them had dinner at the hotel, they went upstairs affectionately.

Calvin went to the gym to exercise for a while. He then went to the medical room to treat his eyes. Belle carefully applied the medicine to his eyes.

"Calvin, how is your eye? What did the doctor say?" she asked carefully.

Calvin placed his hand on her waist and caressed it. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, he said that I'll recover quickly in the next few days. I should be able to fully recover soon." "That's great." Belle laughed happily.

"It's all because of my wife." Calvin smiled proudly.

The phone rang.

Both of them went to look for their cell phones. Belle's cell phone was the one that was ringing. She picked it up. "Hello?"

"Is this Dory?" There was a strange man's voice on the phone.

Belle was stunned and immediately replied, "Yes, that's me. Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Miss, here's the thing. A gentleman named Steffan is drunk..." Belle's face fell. She hung up the phone and walked outside.

"Where are we going?" Calvin was especially sensitive.

"Calvin, get a rest. I need to go out for a while. Steffan is dead drunk in a bar." Her voice sounded a little anxious, and she was also walking in a hurry.

Calvin's face darkened as his huge body quickly stepped forward and grabbed her hand.

Belle turned around and looked into his eyes.

His eyes were not very focused, but they were flashing with dim light. He bent down to look at her, and his imposing manner was coming at her with an oppressive sense. Belle instinctively took a step back.

Calvin grabbed her arm with his hand, with possessiveness written all over his face. He said in a heavy voice, "Belle, I don't want you to have close contact with any other men except me. I don't like you worrying about others." After saying this, he said with great reluctance, "Of course, he can be an exception, but this exception can only be allowed this one time. In the future, you are not allowed to worry about other men. Remember, this is my bottom line." After saying this, he took her hand and walked out. "You can drive, I will accompany you."

Belle, who had been assertive in the beginning, started walking with him passively.

She was worried that something would happen to Steffan while he was drunk, so she no longer objected. She just drove the car carefully after getting on.

Calvin sat there silently. The multicolored street lamps illuminated his handsome features, but his expression was very cold.

Belle was worried about Steffan, and he was very displeased at the fact.

Belle understood him and didn't want to waste time talking to him.

Steffan was drunk in a bar at that very moment. He was alone. If she did not look out for him, then no one would care for him. Especially because she was the sole reason for him to get drunk, so how could she possibly ignore him?