Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 1805 Is He Still Calvin?

When Deanna flipped over groggily and saw that Rossie had arrived, she quickly pushed open the door

and got down from the car. Jacky immediately followed suit, a coat in hand as he helped Deanna into it.

She wrapped it around herself snugly, a white fur coat that was similar to Rossie's.

However, her outfit was of a cropped design, which gave her a smart look in comparison to Rossie.

Although Deanna may be a few years older in age than her, Rossie's appearance within the group was

like Raeleigh, who gave them the impression of a mature and restrained temperament about her.

Jepherson looked at Rossie and said, "I'd like to hear the details."

Jepherson had long since seen through what kind of person Rossie was. For her to be able to anger

Geraldine to death, this alone was enough to make others be wary of her.

"I'm going to have a try. If Raeleigh wants to see me, you can go back to Capital City immediately.

Raeleigh will come back sooner or later, just be patient a little while longer."

"What if she did not want to meet?"

Jepherson understood what Rossie meant, that was why he posed the question.

"Then we'll have to think of another way."

Jepherson stepped aside and Rossie ambled up towards the Green House prison. Zorion, ill at ease

throughout, followed closely behind her.

Once at the entrance, Rossie raised her hand and rapped her knuckles against the door. It took quite a

while before someone from inside opened the small window panel.

Rossie spoke from the outside, "I'm Rossie Lautner, the matriarch of the Atkinson family and Raeleigh's All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

fellow sister. I need to meet her as there's a matter that I would like to discuss with her. Please help me

pass on the message."

"Wait here then."

The people inside couldn't care less. They left and returned soon after. "She won't see you. Leave."

they told Rossie.

With that said, they slammed the panel shut.

Rossie slowly turned around and looked towards Jepherson, who stood in the distance with a pair of

binoculars in his hand. She walked back to his side.

"I won't stop you anymore. Before I came, my father-in-law told me that the Atkinson and Harvey family

are bound on the same branch and will live and die together."

Jepherson looked at Zorion who smiled. "You may keep an army for a thousand days and use them in

all but a moment. We are brothers, our brotherhood cannot be broken."

"I remember," Jepherson said gratefully as his gaze was pulled towards the prison again. Deanna

blinked twice before she pulled on Jacky and they returned to their car. She was scornful towards

Jepherson, the person who wanted to kill Jacky. She wasn't that much of a fool either, how could she

not hold a grudge?

"Rossie, you go back first."

Zorion helped Rossie back into the car. The interior of the car had been heated, but still wasn't as warm

as home. Besides, this place had no convenient areas to get comfortable in, it was best not to add to

the crowded space.

Zorion sent Rossie back. When they returned to the Atkinson family residence, he left Jaird and

Fehmen behind for her. Only in this way could he feel at ease.

However, Rossie first sent Zorion to the Harvey family to notify them. Otherwise, if anything happened,

it would only be troublesome.

Zorion went to the Harvey family's house overnight. When he saw Calvin, he proceeded to explain

what had happened.

Calvin sat on the sofa, lost in his thoughts. As expected, there was something going on. Belle became

a little anxious. She clenched her fists tightly and looked at Zorion, who stood across from them, "You

weren't pulling our legs earlier? A child was really about to be thrown down?"

"I'm not too sure about this. When I arrived, the child had already been taken away. Rossie had

sounded them out by wanting to see Raeleigh, but they refused her request."

Belle's palms were sweaty. She knew Raeleigh's temper very well. If it was really her doing who knows

what behind the scenes, she definitely wouldn't want to see Rossie.

"Zorion, what did Jerry say?" Belle asked in distress.

"Jepherson didn't say much. The child must be returned. Based on the current situation, Austin has no

intentions to give the child back to us, hence it's certain we wouldn't come to an agreement."

"If the three families are united, do we have a certainty of success?"

"I'm not sure. The Green House Prison is made of iron and steel. I heard from Deanna that Cedric and

Heitor were taken away in a military aircraft. This means that the prison itself isn't that simple. Not only

are there criminals, there are other unknowns as well."

"I understand. You may leave first," Belle mumbled as she sat to one side in a fretful state. She could

no longer calm down.

Zorion glanced at Calvin before he turned to head back outside the Harvey family manor.

After some time, Calvin slowly looked at Belle beside him. "You already knew?"

Belle just as slowly returned the look to Calvin. "Do you know why this is happening?"

Calvin didn't answer. Belle continued, "It's because the Harvey family is not a place that can hold

Raeleigh down, nor her child. However, Jerry would definitely want children. She was so fearful, that

she was willing to send the child over to that kind of place and unwilling to have us bring the child back.

The Doyle family was despicable, but we are even more despicable.

It was us who didn't give Raeleigh any sense of security, and it was us who made Raeleigh feel scared.

If it weren't so, how could she have made such a reckless move and chose this sort of path to tread

on?"

"Are you blaming me for not handling this whole situation?"

"Do I not have the right?"

Calvin averted his face, "She's my mother. Do you want me to be the type of son who would anger their

own mother?

She rarely comes around anymore within this period of time. She really has changed now.

Just give her a little more time."

"I don't believe that she has changed. This time I will not accommodate you. I will not harm people, but

I don't want others to hurt me in turn. If she really has changed, I will pretend that none of this

happened. But if she stages a comeback, I can only fight back."

Belle stood up then and stood in front of her husband. "Calvin, I know you're in a difficult position. One

side is your son and the other side is your mother. However, I don't wish for Raeleigh and Shaney to be

harmed because of this situation."

"Shaney?"

Calvin sat up straight and looked at Belle. Belle's face softened when she mentioned Shaney, "She's a

girl and is very cute. She looks more like Raeleigh than Jerry, but there are some parts that do look like

Jerry's. She's already three years old."

Calvin stared at her. "Why didn't you tell me, woman?"

"How can you talk to me like that? What do you mean by 'didn't tell me'? Do you think I'm willing to do

that? Isn't it because there's no home for Shaney to go back to? What can you do even if I told you?

Should you happily announce this matter, Marisss will abhor it. If something did happen, what are you

going to do?"

Belle was angered to the point of tears, while Calvin was cowed into silence.

"All right, don't cry. Everything's all right now, I'll go over and see the situation there in a little while."

"You think you are God and that you will be of use if you go there? That is a prison under the

government's jurisdiction. It's not a place you can go just because you said so. Better to pRhys at home

if you truly had the intention."

Belle broke out into a strangled sob once she finished, and rushed back into her room. By the time

Calvin fully turned around, she was already inside.

He stood up and knocked against the door.

"What are you crying for? Is it useful to cry now?" Calvin couldn't bear to see her cry so, hence he

stood at the door and kept knocking.

Belle sat inside, her gaze fixed on her youngest son. She cried non-stop as she was so sad. All these

years, and she had never been as sad as she was now.

Her youngest son turned out this way, neither her daughter-in-law or grandchild could come back even

though there's a house... was this man still the same Calvin Harvey as before?