Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 241

Alfred had already left and Calvin was lying on his bed busy with his computer.

The heating in the room was turned on, and Belle was really a bit hot in her purple sable, and fine sweat was oozing from her nose and forehead. She placed the noodles lightly on the bed and said softly, "There is only a bowl of noodles, you can eat it."

Calvin smelt the scent of the steaming noodles and raised his head, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Thank you for your hard work." He reached over and took her hand and rubbed it, putting it to his lips and smelling her body odour, still saying the same thing, "I'll eat if you feed me."

"Don't be such a scoundrel." Belle stared at him with a face full of exasperation.

"Look, I have to work with both hands, I don't have time to eat." He was holding a document in his left hand and a mouse in his right hand, with the look of being too busy.

Belle was completely speechless.

After taking off the purple sable outside, it was finally not so hot and her hands were much more flexible.

Picking up the chopsticks, she picked up the noodles and fed them one bite at a time.

"Delicious, my wife's cooking is good." Calvin ate the noodles made and fed by his own woman's hands, satisfied, and praised.

Belle lowered her head and quietly fed him, not answering him.

Calvin was so hungry that he even finished the bowl of noodles and soup she had made, saying that he was full afterwards.

Belle looked at the empty bowl, picked it up and was about to walk outside.

"Don't go." Calvin suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand, bringing her to the front of the bed, "Leave that bowl there, let Marry come and wash it tomorrow."

"I don't think so, why should I have to bother her with a bowl?" Belle broke away from his hand, but Calvin held on to her.

"Belle, please, stay with me." His voice suddenly softened with begging as he looked at her pitifully.

This begging gaze of his made Belle's heart soften and she actually put down the bowl and sat down obediently.

"Belle, happy birthday." He turned to his side and leaned against the blanket, reaching out to wrap his arms around her waist, taking her into his embrace and hugging her tightly, his melodious and gentle voice ringing in her ears.

Belle's body froze, she was surprised that he would know that it was her birthday today.

He had always thought he didn't know.

She never thought he would say it so easily.

"Do you know my birthday?" She asked, surprised.

"Of course, how can I not know my woman's birthday, much less have another man spend it with you, that would make me jealous." Meeting her questioning eyes, he laughed lightly.

In fact, every year he bought her a birthday present, he just didn't give it to her, and the birthday present he bought was definitely the best and the most valuable, Belle definitely didn't know that now.

Calvin turned around slightly and took out a beautiful box from the bag, handed it to her and said softly, "Here, it's for you."

"What?" Belle asked, puzzled.

"A birthday present, open it and take a look." He smiled and said in a warm voice, "Belle, today I had plans to take you to a cruise on the beach, the banquet was all ready, but now I can't go, I can only spend your birthday here. I'll make up the most luxurious birthday banquet for you next year."

His face rubbed her soft hair.

Belle took the gift box but did not want to open it.

She knew what he sent must be very expensive, but she really didn't want to take it.

"Don't worry, it's not an expensive gift, but it's quite a big souvenir." Calvin saw her hesitating and knew what was on her mind.

The gift box was beautiful but quite ordinary, not a famous brand or anything like that.

Belle was puzzled and picked up the invoice, only to find out that it was written on a piano, and the price was expensive.

Belle was dumbfounded.

People who didn't know anything about pianos might not know its value, but Belle understood.

It was the only piano in the world that had ever been used by a famous person, with a sound that could not be found anywhere else in the world.

It would be a shame to say that such a piano was expensive, so Calvin was right when he said that it had a souvenir.

"Remember, you're going to play the piano for me on it from now on." Calvin wrapped his arms around her and said domineeringly. It had taken him years to find this piano by all means, and he had bought it at an expensive price. He had known for a long time that Belle played the piano well, but he had never heard it before. How could he let it go when his own woman could have such a skill?