Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 241 A Rarely Loving Moment

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?

Besides, if he wanted to hear it, he had to hear something unique.

He did not care for what others had heard..

"Thank you, Calvin." Belle was excited, reaching out to wrap her arms around his neck, gave a kiss on

his lips, saying shyly, "I play the piano averagely, I really don't deserve such a good piano."

"No, if my woman wants to play the piano, she has to play the best one." Calvin said intimately after

kissing her lips in infatuation.

Only there were no more roses, and when he had just come out of the operating room, he couldn't see

Belle's figure, thinking that he was operating in the hospital and she had left without saying hello, thus

sulking and lashing out.

He had already called someone to send the roses to this ward on the eighth floor, but because he could

not see her figure, he was so angry that he had someone throw the roses away. Besides, Rhys had

already given her roses, it was meaningless for him to give her flowers too.

Belle bowed her head, in his arms, was a thick feeling of happiness.

"It's late, you have some sleep, I have to go." Seeing that it was getting late, she was going to sit up.

"No, you can't go, you have to sleep with me." Calvin wrapped his arms around her and tensed his

face, "How I took care of you, you have to take care of me like that, otherwise I won't let you go."

"But ......", Belle wanted to say that she had to go back to work at Ink Garden tomorrow, but she heard

Calvin say overbearingly, "There is no but, your task is to stay with me, eat, drink and sleep with me. "

He gritted his teeth.

If it was said that before Calvin's words would have caused Belle to be overwhelmed with grief and

anger, but after so many incidents, she had basically understood his character and would not care at all

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"Alright then, take a bath and sleep now." She couldn't breathe as she was wrapped tightly, and

knowing that she wouldn't be let go, she had to say that she didn't really want to go, after all, it was

raining outside.

"Well, you help me." Calvin's heart was happy and he said vaguely.

The warmth and softness of woman in his arms was so satisfying that it made him swoon.

When she tilted her neck and lifted her chest, the thin waist, the upturned hips, the wonderful sexy

curves really made it hard for him to hold on.

"No." Belle really couldn't refuse, Calvin was hugging her, and it was difficult to escape. And last time

he did wipe her body and even take a bath, although the situation was different, after all he took care of

her.

"Come on, let's take a bath together." Belle was too shy to say anything, so Calvin smiled and stood up

with her in his arms, heading towards the bathroom.

"Hey, what are you doing?" She was flustered.

"Help me take a shower." Calvin smiled 'wickedly'.

"No, I'll just wipe your body."

"No, I'm so dirty, it's not enough to wipe my body, I need a bath, otherwise I won't be able to sleep."

"But I ......" Her lips was sealed.

Belle was breathless from the man's kiss, purring softly like a kitten with a hint of moan.

The sound aroused Calvin.

Calvin felt hot all over, "Belle, I want you." He said under his breath as he placed her on the table in the

bathroom and wrapped his arms around her, his hot kisses lingering on her body.

It had been almost twenty days since he had last been entwined with her, and now every night he

dreamed of her.

"No, Calvin, my stomach will hurt, don't." Belle's body was as hot as fire from his kisses, every patch of

skin was tinged scarlet, even her consciousness was beginning to blur, her body was trembling, and all

that rushed into her body and mind was a rush of pleasure, but she was conscious that her body was in

such a state that it just couldn't take too much of his intense love.

"What's wrong with your stomach?" Calvin asked vaguely as he kissed her neck and gradually drifted

to her breasts, his large palm reaching over and caressing her stomach.

Belle trembled, feeling her lower abdomen contract from time to time, her heart terrified.

"Calvin, please, don't do this. " Her beautiful, helpless eyes were open, and they were filled with the

light of frightened hindsight.

"Belle, what's wrong?" Calvin was caught up in her pleading with a trembling voice, his large palm

stroking her hair, lifting his dark eyes which was full of lust, and asking in disbelief.

"No, I don't want that, my stomach will hurt." She leaned all over him, Calvin holding a large bath towel

wrapped around her as she lay weakly on his arm, her eyes full of helpless light.

Calvin kissed her lightly, the pitiful look of the woman in his arms made his heart ache and tingle,

nibbling lightly on her earlobe, saying softly, "Belle, don't worry, I will be gentle, I won't hurt you. If you

feel uncomfortable, I won't stop, okay?"

Belle's voice gradually trailed off feebly in the heat of his fiery kiss.

In front of him, her resistance was always zero, this was what Lottie said. In this life, her nemesis was

Calvin, as long as she met him, all issues of principle would fall apart.

And it happened again.

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