Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 226 Her Tears Are Not For Him

"Oh," Rhys nodded thoughtfully, stopped, and asked with concern, "Belle, how is your mother?"

"Not bad, thank you." Belle said in a low voice.

"That's good." Rhys' eyes were full of smiles, "I'll visit her another day."

"Thank you. But no need." Belle lowered her head and thought. Even if he wanted to go, he might not

be able to see her mother. That bastard Calvin had arranged a lot of people to stand guard on the

eighth floor. If Rhys was going, Calvin would definitely not let him come in the ward.

"Belle, after so many months, you are still the same as before. You don't know how to take care of

yourself." Rhys suddenly sighed. He said, and rubbed her head.

On the winter night, it was surprisingly cold. After only staying outside for a while, Belle felt freezing.

She couldn't help shivering.

"Belle, are you cold?" Rhys quickly felt her trembling. He stopped in front of her, blocking the cold wind.

The cold wind blew past and blew off the snow on the branches. With a squeak, a bunch of snow fell,

hitting Belle on the head.

The snow slid down the hair on the top of Belle’s head into her neck. She shrank her neck, shivering

with cold.

"It seems that you haven't recovered yet. You are still so weak." Rhys looked at her with some pity.

Then he reached out and brushed the snow off her head. Belle felt that her hands and feet were about

to freeze and numb. She couldn’t even see her breath in the cold air.

Belle struggled to reach out and took out the snow in her neck. When she was about to throw away, her

hand was held by Rhys.

"Your hand is really icy." Rhys' warm and big hand held her cold hands. He was breathing on her

hands, trying to warm her.

Belle looked at him in a trance, feeling a little blurred.

Her mind was full of those nights when she hid in Calvin's arms. He hugged her, wrapped her in his

coat and wrapped her tightly. In his arms, his hot chest warmed her. She didn't feel cold at all at that

time.

That night seemed much colder than tonight.

Now she was so cold. Even though she also wore a warm coat, the chilling cold still surrounded her,

from the head to the toe.

Belle stared at the night sky blankly.

Tears came out involuntarily.

Her heart hurt very much.

Rhys looked at her with suspicion and pity in his eyes, feeling complicated and inexplicable.

She cried in front of him, but not for him!

There was a tinge of sadness in his heart.

If her tears were for him, he would definitely hold her into his arms and love her. But unfortunately, she

didn’t cry for him.

He couldn't understand her pain, but his heart still hurt with her tears.

"What's the matter? Belle." Rhys asked uneasily, reaching out and wiping the tears off her face.

Belle stood blankly.

"Belle..." Rhys called her several times in succession.

"What..." Belle finally came to her sense. She saw Rhys' bright and worried eyes.

"Are you alright?" Rhys asked with concern.

"I'm okay, Rhys. It's just that my stomach hurts a little. I want to go home first. Let's get in touch. Since

you're in A City now, I should hold a party for you. I'll call you when I’m free." Belle looked away and

smiled faintly. Her voice was a little heavy.

"Are you still living in Harvey Mansion?" He asked her seriously, looking at her.

"Yeah." Belle nodded, "Rhys, if you have anything, come to Harvey Mansion to find me."

Go to Harvey Mansion to find her? Rhys stared at her in disbelief, as if he wanted to know what she

meant. Was she really willing to let him to go to Harvey Mansion to find her?

"Is he kind to you?" After pondering for a while, Rhys finally asked.

Belle looked at the ground and knew who the 'he' Rhys was referring to. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Belle smiled and replied seemingly casually, "I have the inheritance of Harvey Mansion. I stay there,

which has nothing to do with him."

After only saying this, Belle felt even more chill. She felt so uncomfortable in her stomach. Her stomach

was empty, but she couldn't eat anything. She just wanted to go home quickly and rest.

Belle didn’t answer him, which made his surer of his thoughts.

Why was this woman so stubborn? Was it really just for her father's death to stay in Harvey Mansion?

"Okay, I'll drive you home." Her face became paler and paler. She was shivering. Rhys was very

worried about her, so he quickly agreed, insisting on driving her home.

"No need." Belle shook her head and refused.

"No, you can't drive like this at all. Let me drive you home. Don't make me worry too much." This time

Rhys was very stubborn. Belle looked so terrible that she seemed to fall down at any time.

Hearing it, Belle could only agree.

In the expensive Rolls-Royce, the heating in the car was fully turned on. Belle was surrounded by the

warmth. It took her a while to recover.

She was lying on the soft seats in the back row with her eyes slightly closed. She didn’t speak.

Rhys didn't speak any more. He was thinking about something.

The car stopped in front of Harvey Mansion.

"Thank you, Rhys." Belle thanked him, got off the car, stood outside, waved her hand at Rhys who was

in the car window, and then turned around and walked in.

Rhys was sitting in the car and saw her figure disappear into the dark depths of Harvey Mansion.

As soon as Belle stepped into the living room of Fragrance Garden, she looked down at the couch,

which was completely empty.

She walked up to the second floor and asked the two bodyguards, "Is Mr. Harvey back?"

"Miss, he has been sent back to the bedroom on the first floor." Aydin replied in a low voice.

"Okay, thank you." Belle nodded and wanted to ask him how Calvin was, but she felt that she was

overly concerned, so she walked straight to the bedroom.

Belle didn’t sleep well all night. It seemed that she could always hear the cry of the baby in her dreams.

She was restless. When she woke up the next day, she was still in a trance.

"Belle, where did you go last night? I didn't see you coming back." After Belle finished freshening up,

Rosa walked in full of energy and asked.

Belle looked up and saw Rosa’s cheeks were flushed, which was charming and moving. At first glance,

Rosa was just like a little girl who was in love. Belle frowned when she remembered the scene of

yesterday afternoon.

"Rosa, can I ask you a question?" After pondering for a while, Belle spoke in a serious tone.

"What?" Perhaps frightened by Belle's serious tone, Rosa looked at her curiously. The smile on her

small face all disappeared.

"Do you like Martin?" Belle looked at her and asked inquiringly.

"Me?" Rosa obviously didn't expect that Belle would ask this topic so bluntly in the early morning. With

a flush of blush on her face, she felt very embarrassed.

Did she like Martin?

She thought that she should like him!

When she was very young, she often came to Harvey Mansion. At that time, she often ran behind

Martin. Many years ago, she knew that Mr. Dexter and her father had already betrothed her to Martin.

At that time, when she saw Martin, she would have more complicated feelings. In her eyes, Martin was

different.

"I'm his fiancée." She blushed and replied softly.

"I know. Do you like him or do you love him?" Belle, who was also a woman, quickly understood what

Rosa was thinking. She couldn't help but felt upset. But she still wanted to hear Rosa’s innermost

thoughts and know her feelings.

"Yeah." Rosa blushed and nodded, but she was still a little confused.

Belle suddenly felt a burst of heartache.

"Does Martin like you?" Belle asked again.

"This..." Rosa raised her somewhat confused face and looked straight at Belle, not knowing how to

answer for a while.

Martin was actually quite good to her. No matter what she wanted, he would satisfy her, but she never

thought about whether Martin loved her or not.

Martin was scheming. Rosa didn’t know his thoughts. The more she didn't know, the more she wanted

to know and the more curious she would be. Just like this, as long as she saw him, her heart would

beat very fast. This feeling was so unforgettable for her. It should be love!

Rosa thought so.

"Rosa, you are still young. You will gradually understand a lot of things. Remember not to be too

obsessed with anything." Belle sighed and reminded Rosa softly. Thinking of her own situation, she

was sadder.

Rosa really didn't understand what Belle meant. She just nodded in confusion and looked at Belle in a

puzzled way. It seemed that she was thinking about the meaning of Belle’s words.

Belle didn't say anything more. After all, everyone's life would be different.

Besides, maybe Rosa still didn't know Martin’s current situation. Belle really didn't want her to get hurt,

but now she couldn’t even solve her own problems.

In the office on the 88th floor of International Triumphal Court.

Calvin rubbed his temples with his hands. His head was still aching.

Last night, he was drunk with Albie. When he woke up, he was sleeping in the bedroom on the first

floor of Harvey Mansion.

The New Year’s Eve was coming. There were many things in the company. After Belle resigned, he

was even more busy.

This woman resigned without his consent. Because of Lexie's pregnancy, she thought that he had

betrayed their love. She acted against him everywhere, which really gave him a headache.

But he still cared about her very much, missed her very much, and was reluctant to fight against her, for

fear that she would be sad. So he could only get himself wronged.

After a busy morning, Calvin wanted to lie down on the couch to have a rest. But Aron came in.