Chapter 787 I''m Here For My Wife


    "Mr. Harvey, I think we should go and teach that pathetic excuse of a man a lesson. He''s too full of


    himself! He knows that Belle is your wife. It''s bad enough that he did not relinquish Belle unto your


    hands, the least he could do is to keep a distance from her. Not only did he not do that, but he also took


    advantage of Madam''s memory loss to weasel himself into her heart. D*mn, that dude." Aron''s sharp


    eyes stared at Steffan, who was escorting Belle. Sparks of anger lit up in his eyes. That was the first


    time in his time serving Calvin that he was this incensed.


    "Have theye out?" A cold glint shed in Calvin''s eyes. He took a deep drag of his cigarette and


    asked with a dark expression.


    That morning, Belle had taken advantage of the time when Harvey Group was busy in the office and


    ran out of the hospital. On top of it, she went back to that contemptible Yintern Group to work. Did this


    d*mned woman need to be so dedicated? It should be noted that he was her husband. Escaping from


    him was equivalent to fleeing from her family. It should not be like this.


    "They''re out now, Mr. Harvey. Do you want me to go up and give that Steffan b*stard a good beating?


    Beat him until his face is bruised?" Aron asked with a look of hatred.


    "No." A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Calvin''s mouth. "We should consider this matter


    carefully. There''s no need to hurry at this time."


    He was the only man familiar with his wife, Belle. Although she had lost her memory, her nature had


    not changed. Otherwise, she would not have lived in the dormitory. Steffan had saved her life. If he ran


    up and gave Steffan a serious beating, then it would make Belle feel even more disgusted. If his


    predictions were correct, then Belle had probably already regarded Steffan as her savior and was trying


    to repay his kindness. If he acted impulsively, then it would only destroy his own image and work in


    Steffan''s favor. By doing this, he would not only lose Belle''s trust but also intensify her guilt towards


    Steffan, which would only push her further away.


    Of course, he had a way to bring his woman back. He had the confidence to do so.


    "Dory, let''s go eat some fillet mignon. I know a good restaurant with their award-winning steaks." After


    getting in the car, Steffan ignited the engine and turned his head towards Belle.


    "No, thanks. Just send me back to the dormitory. I''m a little sleepy today and I want to rest Tristany.


    There is still a project to be carried out tomorrow." Belle shook her head, refusing.


    "But you haven''t had dinner." Steffan was worried. She was weak, and it would certainly bring harm to


    her body.


    Belle smiled and said, "Don''t worry, there are still some toasts and eggs in my dormitory. I can fix


    something for myself. The food in restaurants tends to be unclean, and I am not used to it."


    "Those things aren''t nutritious, you can''t." Steffan shook his head rhythmically, rejecting tly.


    "Steffan, I really don''t want to eat outside. I just want to go back Tristany and rest. I still have a blueprint


    to be studied." Belle''s big bright eyes were full of pleading.


    Steffan took onest look at her. It was really impertinent to force her, so he had no choice but to


    acquiesce, though he still offered, "Well, there is a supermarket right up front, I''ll buy you something to


    eat. That should be fine, yeah?"


    What else could Belle have done other than to agree to Steffan''s request?


    Due to the cold weather outside, he parked the car on the side of the road and went into the


    supermarket to buy some food.


    Belle sat in the car and yawned. She was about to close her eyes to rest. Just as she leaned her head


    against the seat, she noticed a ck limousine parked behind her through the mirror. The car seemed


    to be a little familiar. She sensed something strange and couldn''t help but to look at it a few more times.


    The night before, when she had been taken away by Calvin, she could not sleep at all. As soon as she


    leaned her head against the cushion, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.


    Belle was sleeping soundly when Steffan walked in with a bag full of groceries.


    He started driving, with his mind wandering aimlessly. The shared dormitory where Belle stayed was


    too simple and crude. It was really not right to send her back there. Just as he was thinking about


    switching the route back to his vi, Belle opened her eyes, as if sensing his thoughts.


    "Steffan, have you arrived at the dormitory?" Her voice sounded sleepy, a little hazy, but the


    consciousness of her mind was still clear. Steffan sighed, defeated. From beginning to end, this woman


    was very resistant to being alone with him. She was never willing to go back to his vi. He knew that it


    was her instinctive resistance to him.


    Loneliness festered in his heart, but he couldn''t bear to let her go. He could only mutter, "Just sleep, I''ll


    wake you up when we get there."


    "Okay, remember to wake me up." After Belle said this, she closed her eyes and fell asleep again.


    In the end, he once again sent Belle back to the dormitory. Over the past year, he had more or less


    understood Belle''s character and did not dare to disobey her.


    It was not until he sent her to the door and watched her carry the groceries upstairs that he fell back


    into the driver''s seat and left the area.


    As soon as Belle returned to her room, she immediately changed into a thick hoodie. Then, she pulled


    up the hood over her eyes. After covering her head, she felt warm.


    Steffan had bought her a lot of delicious food, consisting of cooked food, and raw vegetables.


    Belle didn''t want to eat the cooked food, so she picked up a box of chicken stew and started to prepare


    the ingredients.


    She knew that Steffan specifically bought the stew for her. Throughout the year, she would often cook


    chicken stew for herself and drink it.


    Fortunately, they had a kitchen and a bathroom in the single dormitory.


    Belle went into the kitchen to clean the chicken, and proceeded to boil the chicken along with a broth


    that was filled with herbs and vegetables.


    Once she was done, she turned around to leave the stew to simmer. What weed her next shocked


    her out of her mind.


    On the edge of her bed, Calvin Harvey was sitting there in all his glory. His expression was an


    inscrutable one, calm and tranquil. He acted as if this was his own home.


    "Hey, why are you here again?" When she thought of the previous night, Belle began to have a


    headache and immediately asked.


    Judging by Belle''s tone and her footsteps, he knew that she was questioning him. He couldn''t help but


    frown and asked, "What''s wrong with meing to find my wife?"


    "Well..." Belle opened her mouth and realized she couldn''t say a thing.


    If he really was her husband, then it didn''t seem like there was anything wrong with him dropping in on


    her.


    Calvin didn''t hear her response. He could smell the scent of victory, and the corner of his mouth


    couldn''t help but curve up.


    "But..." Belle said somewhat angrily, "Even if we really are husband and wife, you should only be able


    to enter after obtaining my permission. Besides, all of this happened too suddenly. You have to give me


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    some time, you know."