Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 240

Belle stood dumbfounded as he turned his back to her, not saying a word.

She pursed her lips, there was still the taste of him above her lips.

It seemed that this was the first time since they had untied their hearts at the Los Angeles airport that he had put such a cold and determined face on her, and she wanted to walk away but couldn't move her feet.

Her heart felt like it was being tugged by a thread, and she had to admit that she still loved him, especially when she saw him hurt today, and her heart immediately tightened.

Rubbing her stomach, she finally turned her head and walked towards the outside.

It was not until Belle's footsteps were far away that Calvin flopped back onto the bed, his buttocks burning with pain, but this was not the pain he felt in his heart.

She had just walked away coldly, without even looking back.

At once he felt abandoned by her.

He needed her love, not pity love, he wanted her whole heart.

The day before yesterday he was furious just because she was with Rhys, but today she was going out with him as usual, and such behaviour was unbearable to him.

She should not love him, or not love him thoroughly enough. If a woman loves a man, would she be so cold and desperate, would she be so duplicitous? This only shows that she is not dedicated enough to him even if she has love, which is not what he wants at all.

He had made a mistake, no matter how well he begged or explained, she would never forgive him, there was only one explanation then, the person she loved was not him.

He threw the blanket across his chest, lay on his belly and inhaled his cigarette fiercely.

And he felt asleep in the end.

Belle took a taxi back to the Grand Hyatt flat and pack up some of Calvin's usual household items in an eco-friendly bag, and then go downstairs to buy some vegetables and make fish soup.

The sky was cloudy and rainy, and the wind was cold and swirling.

She was standing in front of the window looking out at the world and her heart was dark and dreary.

She rubbed her hand on her stomach.

The pain in her heart stabbed her like the tip of a needle.

Today was her twenty-sixth birthday, she was no longer girl, and the life in her belly made her realise the burden of the future and the weight of life.

Could she go on alone? Would she have the courage?

She didn't know, only that her life has sucked.

The only man she could spend her birthday with had been taken away by Calvin.

Today, it was her birthday.

It was destined to be spent in the cold.

There was a sad, bitter smile at the corner of her mouth.

When the soup was ready, she took out a thermos to fill it up.

Calvin was a picky man and would not use the things he did not like.

Belle carried his things downstairs with this thought.

He was still angry at leaving him alone in the hospital, and Belle could guarantee that he would not eat or drink if he didn't get something for him.

She took a taxi to the hospital.

He had said that he had taken care of her last time, so this time, she would take care of him for a few days and return the favour.

She didn't want to own him a favor.

The hospital was quiet.

When she arrived at the eighth floor, Calvin's ward was pitch black.

She was shocked. Had this guy already left the hospital?

The wound on his buttocks needed to be changed with medicine, and it was not a good thing to leave the hospital like that.

With that thought, she pushed open the glass door.

The light on the wall was switched on.

The scene in front of her made her heart tremble.

Calvin was sleeping in the bed. The ashtray beside him was full of cigarette butts, and there was a strong smell of smoke in the room that could not be dispersed.

It was so cold that this guy didn't even have a blanket on, and the heating in the ward wasn't turned on, so it was easy to catch a cold when he fell asleep like this.

Belle took a sign and opened the window. After the smell of smoke was dissipated, she closed the window again and turned on the heater, turning the temperature to the right level.

He was so bad at taking care of himself, and she didn't know how he had fought in the business world for so many years, and she hadn't been there for him all those years when his career was difficult, nor had she done her duty as a wife.

But she couldn't be blamed for all this!

The nurses were probably also afraid of him and didn't dare to come over to disturb him.

She took a quilt from the wardrobe and covered him up gently.

He slept quietly with his face on his side.

Under the white light, Belle looked at him and was a bit lost in thought.

"Here, open your mouth." Belle ladled out the soup, blew it warm, and then passed it to his mouth. Calvin opened his mouth obediently and drank it.

When she saw the soup still remaining at the corner of his mouth, she would take a tissue and wipe it for him. Her movements were gentle, at that, Calvin's stiff heart melted, his eyes bright and soft, gazing at her.

"Can you focus on drinking your soup?" Belle's face burned when she saw that he was just mechanically opening his mouth, his eyes simply gazing at her face.

Outside was an increasingly heavy freezing rain that slapped against the balcony window from time to time.

Calvin suddenly felt that the atmosphere was warm and peaceful, as if he had longed for it for a long time.

"Okay." He giggled and replied.

Belle was finally amused by this silly action of his.

He didn't even know what she was asking, did he?

He didn't know how much soup he drank, but he drank as much as Belle fed him anyway, and in the end, he even finished the fish scraps.

"You are still hungry? I'll order takeaway for you." Belle asked when she saw that he had only drunk soup.

"Yes, I'm hungry." He nodded and replied, "But I don't want takeaway, I want to eat what you made."

"It's so late, where am I going to cook for you?" Belle was annoyed again, this guy was getting ahead of himself. It was her birthday, and she still had to come and serve this nasty ex-husband who had once humiliated her, it was so hateful.

"I don't care, if you make it, I'll eat it, if you don't, I won't eat." He replied lazily, lying on his belly.

"You ..." Belle was actually speechless.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Calvin said in a deep voice.

The door opened and Alfred walked in, carrying a notebook and a bag of things in his hand.

Soon, Alfred gave him a report on his work. Belle saw that he still had to catch the night shift here, and considering that he had just had some fish soup, she was about to walk out.

"Where are you going?" Although Calvin was listening to Alfred's words, his eyes never left Belle. Seeing that she was going out, he asked the question.

"You guys work, I'm going to check on my mother." She twisted her head, a smile pulling out of her face.

Calvin nodded and said towards Alfred, "Go on."

Their conversation continued in the ward, and when Belle arrived at her mother's ward, Kate was already asleep, so she gently walked to the kitchen. There were no much ingredients, she searched and only find some noodles and few greens.

She went to cook.

Only when a bowl of fragrant noodles was made did she carry it towards Calvin's ward.