Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 239 Mr. Harvey's Anger

"Okay, I will take it away right away." A nurse ran out holding a large bouquet of brightly coloured roses.

Belle froze, where did the roses come from?

She glanced at the ward and slowly walked in.

Calvin was wearing a hospital gown and was lying on his bed, fuming with an inexplicable thunderous

rage.

"Hurry up and bring me some water, I want some water." He should have heard the footsteps, he was

full of anger and bullyingly shouted.

Why was he in bad temper? Belle still went to the water dispenser and took a disposable cup full of hot

water, carried it over and handed it to him.

"How can I drink with this kind of cup? Which manufacturer is this water from and is it clean?" Calvin

flopped down on the bed and only slightly swept a glance at the water cup in front of him before he

growled, his face full of gloom.

Belle really didn't know where he got this anger from.

“There is only this kind of cup in this hospital, you cup is not here, can’t you use it? As for the water is

up to standard or not, you can call the factory.” Belle replied with some exasperation.

How dare someone talk to him like that?

Calvin was just about to get angry, but he heard Belle's voice. He paused for a moment, his eyes lit up,

and twisted his face to confirm that it was Belle who was talking to him. But his face sank again, saying

angrily, “Where have you been? Did you go and seduce your old lover again?”

"You ..." Belle was furious, not expecting this guy to open his mouth and humiliate her, "You are crazy."

She put the water cup on the bedside table of the hospital bed.

"Drink it if you like."

"You've got a point, haven't you? This injury is all because of your adulterous lover. I'm injured and

hospitalized, you run away, leaving me here, do you think I'm a fool?" Hearing Belle's angry and hateful

voice, Calvin was even more filled with anger, questioning repeatedly.

Could it be that the reason for his anger was because he didn't see her anymore?

As soon as she thought this, she looked towards him.

He was lying on the bed with his back to her, his face still full of resentment, a bit like a jealous child,

and his heart moved.

She ran to her mother's ward and got her own cup of water, cleaned it, then took the water over and

said tentatively, "Calvin, this is my cup, it's already cleaned, you can use it. I'll go back to Harvey

Mansion and get your, okay?"

For a while, Calvin did not say anything.

Belle thought that it would be hard to change his temper, he had always loved cleanliness, so how

could he agree to drink someone else's water cup? As she was about the withdraw it and got his cup

for him, Calvin said in a low voice, “Stand there.”

Not knowing what he was going to do, she had to stand still and whispered, "Calvin, hold on, I'll go

back to Harvey Mansion and get it for you right now."

"No, bring it here, I'll drink it." He said in a low voice, the anger on his face subsiding considerably.

Belle was stunned and asked in a low voice, "So, don't you mind getting dirty?"

"I do, with your exception." He spoke indifferently.

Belle bit her lower lip, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Taking the water cup, she approached.

When Calvin raised his head, Belle handed the water cup to his front.

"Feed me." He opened his mouth.

Feed? How?

Belle thought she had heard wrong and looked at him without moving.

"Come on, feed me, I'm thirsty." Calvin yelled again.

He really wanted her to feed him, Belle couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"You hurt your butt not your hand, do you still need me to feed you?" She pouted her lips in defiance.

"No sincerity at all, forget it, I won’t drink. I hurt myself for you." Calvin was very unhappy and yelled,

"Now my ass is hurting, ouch."

After screaming, he slumped his head down and ignored her.

"So are you going to drink or not?" Belle stood by, and had to ask again.

"No, just let me die of thirst." Calvin buried his face in the pillow.

"Fine then, your head, I'll feed you." Belle knew that he was being unreasonable, but after thinking

about it, a man lying in the hospital like this, he must be upset.

It's a good way to soothe his wounded heart!

She opened the lid and blowed it cool. When it cooled, he bent down and said softly to him, "Okay,

come on, you can drink."

When Calvin heard this, he turned sideways to face her.

"How do you want to drink it? It's better to just lie down and raise your head like you did just now."

Seeing that he was sideways, there was no way to feed his mouth with the water cup, Belle reminded

him.

"In this way." Calvin said with a bitter face, "There is no way to move now, my buttocks are in great

pain. I can't go sideways, so I can only lie like this. You can find a way to feed me."

"How am I going to feed you, it'll just slip out of your mouth." Belle was anxious, "You can lie on your

back if you turn sideways again."

"But my bottom hurts, it's sore, I really can't move anymore." Calvin was full of bitterness. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"Well, let me go and get you a straw." After thinking about it, that was the only idea she had. Just as

she was about to walk out, she heard Calvin bellow.

"Come back, that straw is so dirty, I won't use it."

When Belle heard this, she screamed in agony and had to turn back, saying helplessly, "I'll help you

turn over, try to be careful and never touch your bottom."

"No, I want you to feed me, just like I fed you bird's nest last time." He was full of righteousness and

reminded kindly.

After tossing and turning for so long, Belle finally woke up to the fact that this guy was trying to bully her

in disguise, and couldn't help but turn flushed and chagrined, wishing she could slap his ass.

She wasn't going to feed him like that, how embarrassing!

"No, either you drink it yourself, or don't drink." She said without a smile, "If you don't drink it, I'll take it

away."

"Surely you're just insincere and pretentious, this wouldn't be your attitude if Rhys had been injured."

He said coldly, "Last time, you got hurt for me, how I took care of you? Now you have to take care of

me like that. I am a businessman, I will never do anything that takes a loss."

Belle's jaw dropped.

There was no comparison between his injury and her last injury, in terms of nature, condition and

severity, and there was no one else in the world who could compare the two.

"No, you are bullying me in disguise." Her eyes were red, "I have the right to choose not to do it."

"I'm bullying you? Was it Rhys who knocked me to the ground today, was it him who broke the glass,

was it for you that I was injured?" Calvin sneered and asked a series of rhetorical questions.

Belle stood speechless.

"But you asked for it." After a long time, Belle said unconvincingly, "You deserved to be beaten for

stalking me."

She gritted her teeth. Wasn't it just a meal with Rhys? Besides, why should he interfere with her so

much, and who was he? What right did he have to do that?

"You're saying I deserved it, aren't you?" Calvin was furious, his eyes red with rage, "Then fine, when I

get out of the hospital, I will beat him Rhys down and beg for mercy, there is still someone in this world

who dares to come and beat me, what a revolt. If I hadn't been concerned about you at that time, I

won’t have let him go off the hook."

He spoke with hatred, gnashing his teeth, so angry that the muscles in his face were twisted.

Belle's heart trembled as he listened, frightened by his rage.

The consequences of making him this angry would not be good, so it was better to think of ways to put

out his flames of anger.

"All right, I'll feed you." She said with a flushed face.

A wry glint passed through Calvin's eyes and he just stared at her coldly.

Belle had to open her mouth to take a sip of water and bend down to find his mouth.

This guy was lying on his side and it was hard to get a good look at his mouth, but he just wouldn't

open it, so he was obviously deliberately trying to make things difficult for her. Chagrined, Belle had to

use her tongue to pry open his lips, but the guy's teeth wouldn't budge.

She was so frustrated that she wanted to take a tooth and bite his lips off.

Calvin was tickled by Belle's tongue, and only then was he satisfied and opened his mouth.

Belle huffed as she took a mouthful of water into his mouth, and with a sigh of relief, she tried to leave,

but she was surprised by Calvin's teeth biting down on her lips.

She was startled and whimpered.

Calvin stretched out a hand and wrapped it around her waist and gave her a tug.

He quickly and nimbly rolled over and fell on top of her, nibbling and kissing her red lips.

Belle was instantly pinned down by him, unable to move.

"Bastard, what do you want?" She glared angrily, her mouth whimpering and her heart cursing.

Calvin kissed her contentedly, completely ignoring her anger until he had kissed her enough and then

released her.

"You cheated on me, bastard." Belle's breath was all taken up by him, and it took her a long time to

catch her breath.

"Don't you know if I'm a man or not? Or do you want me to prove it to you right now?" Calvin got the

effect he wanted and was satisfied, his face full of a sly smile, "My woman is meant to serve me."

"Nonsense, I'm not your woman, your woman is Lexie. You're violating me and playing a scoundrel."

Belle resisted angrily.

She figured it out, this injury was child's play to him, he did this just to play her and bully her. She

pushed him hard and punched her, and she was so sad to the point of tears at the thought of being

tricked by him again.

"Belle, don't you understand my heart until now? Do you have to be so desperate to me?" Seeing that

she was sad and tearful, Calvin's heart tightened as he wrapped his arms around her and asked

seriously.

Today, when he saw her smiling joyfully when she was holding the rose Rhys gave her, but once she

faced him, she was crying so sadly, this frustration was too heavy.

"Go away, I don't need you to look after me." He rolled off and turned on his side, sulking.

If he wanted a woman to take care of him, and with one phone call, there would be plenty of women

who would flock to him.

He really didn't need this kind of begging for pity.