Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 237 Jealousy

"Belle, you are eating like a small fish, this is not good. Women are dependent on nourishment, even

beautiful flowers need nutrition, you must eat more. Women are originally delicate flowers, flower will

wither if there is no nutrition. In a few months, you face has become pale." Rhys shook his head, his

face full of sighs.

Belle looked down and cut her steak, her eyes moist. He didn't know she was pregnant now, if he knew

he would have been so scared that he would never care about her again, and would have despised her

even more.

He must not have expected her to be that disgusting!

Tears were welling up in her eyes, but she held them back from falling.

The steak sliced magnetically in her hands, scraping the plate.

Belle didn't hear a thing, just cutting blindly, not even knowing what she was doing.

"Belle, what's wrong?" Rhys looked at her in surprise, she wasn't cutting the steak, she was thinking

about something else. Did she have something else on her mind? When he thought about it, he

couldn't help but ask out loud.

Belle was awakened by Rhys' shout and raised her head in panic, and met Rhys' concerned eyes.

She looked down, she saw the blood on top of the steak in front of her, and her stomach clenched so

violently that she wanted to vomit.

She covered her mouth tightly and ran towards the bathroom.

She vomited all the food she had just eaten, and as his stomach spasmed reflexively, it became

uncontrollable. After finishing, she felt better.

"Belle, what's wrong with you?" Rhys saw Belle run into the bathroom and did not come out for a long

time, and seemed to hear the sound of vomiting inside.

Belle threw up a few more times, lying on the bench of the bathroom and gasping for air.

Rhys was so worried that he didn't care about that much and stood outside the door and asked, "Belle,

what's wrong? I heard you throwing up inside, shall I go in?”

After saying that, he didn't hear much objection from Belle, he pushed the door open and walked in.

Just as he entered, he saw that Belle was stooping on the platform, covered in sweat, and her face was

frighteningly white.

"Belle, what's wrong? Are you sick? Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital." Rhys was terrified and looked

at the frail woman in front of him and asked anxiously.

After asking, he reached out to help her.

Belle was dizzy from vomiting and her whole body was weak. As soon as she stood up, she felt her

legs go weak and she fell straight to the ground. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Rhys was so flustered that he reached out and wrapped his arms around her.

"Belle, is everything alright?" When Rhys saw her pale face, he didn't know what kind of illness she

had, so he felt pity and panic, asked in a loud voice.

The sweat on her forehead was dense and her breath was weak.

Rhys wrapped his arms around her lovingly and reached out to pull a tissue to wipe the sweat off her

forehead.

"Belle, don’t you have taken care of yourself?" He said with heartache, shaking his head.

Belle was really weak and saw her body collapsing into Rhys’ arms, knowing that this was not good,

she wanted to struggle to leave his embrace, but Rhys’ big strong hands held her and whispered,

"Belle, don't move, you're too weak."

Belle's legs still had little strength, as her head was also dizzy after the violent vomiting, so she couldn't

push him and could only lean against him softly.

"Mr. Harvey, this is the room." The waiter's curt and pleasing voice came from outside, and soon, the

door was pushed open.

Calvin barged in with a big stride.

Soon, his already angry face immediately twisted and contorted.

What caught his eye was that Belle was falling into Rhys’ arms, so soft and helpless, really seductive,

while Rhys was compassionately and tenderly wiping the sweat from her forehead, that action was

gentle, as they were lovers.

The jealousy that had not yet calmed down soon exploded in Calvin's chest.

His face was red, the veins at the corners of his forehead were exposed, and his hands clenched into

fists that cackled.

"So you are dating here." Calvin bellowed angrily and arrowed forward, gave Rhys a punch, reaching

out and snatching Belle, pulling her over and circling her tightly in his arms.

Belle was still dazed, had not understanding what happened. The reckless man pulled her up with a

brute force, and she landed lightly in his arms, looking up to see that ghastly face and the intimidating

cold light in his icy eyes.

Her head went blank all at once.

How had this reckless man come?

How did he know she had come here?

It was over.

That day, the two of them had quarrelled and even fought over the matter of Rhys.

Now he had caught her in such a warm gesture with Rhys, she was afraid that she could not clear her

name.

Calvin was furious.

"What are you doing here?" She asked laboriously, trying to break free from his embrace.

"I caught you in adultery." Calvin suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly.

Caught in adultery? Belle was about to faint.

Fuck catching adultery.

She was having a meal with Rhys and it had become an adulterous affair, this was too arbitrary.

"Calvin, please watch your words." Belle forced down the unpleasant feeling in her stomach and angrily

reprimanded, "How dare you stalk me?"

"What's wrong with stalking you? Of course I have to keep my woman under control, so that some

people don't always think of my woman." Calvin declared with a straight face.

Belle was unable to speak, nor did she care to argue with him.

"Calvin, let go of her, if you have the guts, come with me for a one-on-one fight." Rhys was punched by

Calvin and fell back a few steps to the wall. He was always gentle, but now he was also angered by

Calvin's unreasonable words. After standing up, he sternly shouted angrily towards Calvin.

"Good, adulterous couples unit to fight against the original spouse." The sourness in Calvin's heart

became full at once. He was so angry that his hand shook, unintentionally gripping Belle's arm even

tighter, saying with hatred.

Belle's arm was in pain from his grip that he opened her mouth in pain and drew in breath.

Raising her eyes, she saw Calvin's face full of anger.

His hand clutched her arm, seemingly unconsciously, as if she would fly away, and his heart throbbed,

as if his heart had been blunted by some sharp instrument.

He did care for her.

If he didn't, he wouldn't be so angry to see her with Rhys.

"Calvin, let go of me, let's go home first." Her tone softened and she bit her lip, begging, "You're hurting

me with your grip."

But Calvin's sanity was on the verge of collapse, staring fiercely at Rhys with his red eyes, like a

belligerent rooster, unable to hear her words.

"Calvin, be a man and let Belle go first." Rhys, however, heard what Belle said, and seeing the pain on

her face, he shouted angrily towards Calvin.

"You're distressed about her? I won't let go." Calvin was even more irritated by Rhys’ concern for Belle

and laughed coldly, "Not only will I not let go, I will also make out with her in front of you to let you know

that this woman has long been mine, and even if you want her, she’s just a second-hand woman that

I've played with."

He finished with a cold smile, and with one hand he took hold of her chin, leaning down fiercely and

biting her red lips, kissing her like crazy.

Belle's face was pale and she fell helplessly into Calvin's arms and let him bully her.

At this moment, she was as soft and weak as a floating weed, and the strong Calvin was just going to

strip her, she was defenseless, only feeling her lips painful and numb as she was kissed and bitten by

him to the point of losing consciousness.

"Calvin, you're so mean." Even if Rhys was well cultivated, he was enraged by Calvin's robberies. He

shouted flatly, picked up the red wine glass on the table with one hand and drained it in one go,

slamming it on the floor fiercely.

It was unbearable.

He did not believe that force was the best way to solve problems, but this time, he just could not stand

it anymore.

It was too hateful for a man to retaliate against a woman, without any regard for her thoughts.

He pulled away from Calvin and punched him in the face.

With a muffled sound, Calvin received a punch on his right face, and his eyes went blurry as he fell

towards the ground to his left.

But he still held onto Belle's hand and didn't let go.

Belle was then carried to the left by him, unsteadily stood, and her body slid towards the ground.

This accelerated Calvin pressed against her and fell towards the ground at an angle.

When Rhys saw this, he panicked and hurriedly reached out to pull Belle over, but it was too late.

Calvin was about to fall heavily to the ground with Belle on top of him.

But Calvin, who was so skilled, instantly recovered from the blinding flash, opened his eyes and saw

the shards of glass on the ground, and in his haste, he flipped over the side with his arm around Belle.

When he fell down like that, Belle was lying in his arms, while his buttocks fell heavily on the glass

shards.

A muffled scream came out of Calvin's mouth as the sharp glass shards dug into his buttocks.

The moment Belle fell into his arms, she realised what had happened, and her heart sank as Calvin's

muffled grunt heaved into her ears, causing her heart to clench in fear.