Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 271 The Crazy Mr. Harvey

"What is it?" Rhys asked without raising his head.

"Mr. Atkinson, that young man is still standing by the gate, it's been an afternoon, stubbornly refusing to

leave, saying that he must take away ...," the butler looked at Belle again and didn't speak anymore.

Belle’s head went blank.

It was already dark and stormy, was he still standing there?

How long had he been standing there!

Her face went even paler.

"Okay, I know." Rhys nodded towards the butler, who turned around and left again.

Belle began to fidget.

Rhys’ deep gaze looked at her.

"What, do you want to see him?" He spoke softly again.

"No..." Belle spoke unconsciously, and the hand holding the soup spoon began to tremble.

"Are you sure?" Rhys looked at her shaking hand and asked again.

"Uh-huh." Belle nodded mechanically.

"Okay then, wait, I'll go and tell him to go home." Rhys nodded his head.

"Rhys, please, don't stimulate him, have someone send him home." Belle pleaded.

"Okay, I know what to do." Rhys smiled at her.NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

Belle couldn't eat anything anymore and looked out at Rhys’ back as he walked out.

At some point the phone rang.

"Hello." It was a long time before Belle picked up the phone with a trembling heart.

"Miss, this is Aydin, after keeping watch for the past few days, I finally found out today that there is a

small window behind Hudson’s ward, there is a white water pipe next to the window, so someone came

in through there, and the syringe was pulled out again today." Aydin said softly over the phone.

"Oh my." Belle's heart instantly jumped wildly, there was still someone who wanted to harm Hudson.

She had already agreed to retreat to Harvey Mansion and agreed to stay away from Calvin, why would

someone else want to harm Hudson?

What the hell was going on here?

"Miss, should I call the police?"

"No, don't alert anyone yet, continue to keep an eye on him until you catch that person. I will double

your reward for these few days. Tell the nurse as soon as you find out the syringe has been removed,

have her continue the infusion." Belle thought of a countermeasure instantly and instructed softly.

"Okay." Aydin put down the phone.

That was close! Belle rubbed her hand over her chest, fortunately she had sent the two bodyguards to

secretly guard the hospital, otherwise there was no telling what would happen.

It was obvious that someone wanted Hudson to be unable to stand up and recover.

A deliberate plot to kill!

Criminals must not be tolerated.

She had already left, it couldn't have been Lexie who had done the deed!

So, who else was trying to harm Hudson?

Her head ached, in a mess.

Suddenly, she remembered Calvin standing at the gate.

All he knows was to drink and fool around, and now his father was in danger, and he didn't even know?

Thinking of this, she ran towards the outside.

The bitter north wind howled and the cold rain pelted her face.

It was cold!

She had just walked out and had to retreat to get an umbrella.

It was so cold, and he had been standing here all afternoon.

This man was so stubborn!

Belle had never thought he would be so stubborn!

"I'm telling you, if I don't take Belle away today, I am not leaving." The man was standing straight, his

long-numbed legs standing obstinately outside the stainless steel gate. His straight suit, his thick black

hair all drenched, the rain was dripping down his forehead, but his magnificent body stood in the storm,

obstinate and firm, his eyes carried brave and fearless loneliness and steadfastness.

Rhys walked step by step with a large black umbrella, his eyes cold as he stood watching him from the

inside of the door.

The torchlight illuminated the door as if it were daylight.

There was a door between them, but they stood in two worlds.

His eyes grew deep and dark, introspective, staring straight at the man standing outside the gate.

Had Calvin been drinking?

Yes, but his eyes told him clearly that he was not completely drunk.

The stubbornness in his eyes was sullen, determined and sharp.

Calvin was not drunk and disorderly, but knew exactly what he was doing.

Rhys’ heart trembled, and for the first time he had a shock.

Calvin was the business tycoon of A City, rich and powerful, rigid and calm, with excellent tactics.

But such a man was a completely different person when faced with love.

From the moment Calvin saw him appear by Belle's side again, he displayed an almost childish rage,

jealousy, and even fought with him, completely disregarding his image, he completely lost his manly

self-respect in front of the media.

Today, if not for the countless pinhole cameras installed in front of his villa and the elaborate

arrangements made long ago to eliminate all media approaches, by now it would have been

surrounded by the news media.

He has always lived a strict life, and his private life is also very low-key, even this villa is facing the sea,

in the shape of a nest, hidden in the villa group. The location is very hidden, never been photographed

by the media.

The reason why he has been able to maintain his mysterious identity all these years is related to his

words and behaviour.

But for the sake of Belle, his mysterious identity had been revealed, and even this villa had almost

been exposed.

He thought to himself that this was the first time he had repeatedly appeared in public for the sake of a

woman in spite of his identity.

But, until this moment he was shocked by the man in front of him!

It was clear that Calvin was far more irrational than he was.

His love seemed even more childish and crazy.

Was this true love?

Was a man with such a true nature his strength or a soft point?

It was very scary that a successful man, a man who is a leader in the business world, was so out of

control when it came to his feelings.

This was the worst thing that can happen to a successful man! It was enough to ruin everything for this

man.

Obviously, he didn't realise this, or perhaps he was willingly to face it.

If that was the case, then it could only mean that his love for Belle was true.

It didn't matter if he lost everything.

It seemed that in just a moment, he understood why he could not win Belle's heart.

It was because his love was far from Calvin's forgetfulness and deep.

Calvin loved Belle far more intensely than he did, and all of his nonchalance and madness were shown

because he loved Belle, cared for her, and did not want to lose her.

And he was far worse.

Perhaps this was true love, and he had never had it.

That was why he was ever so calm.

If he could meet a woman who drove him crazy, he thought maybe he would be as crazy as he was for

once.

A feeling of jealousy crept up in his heart. Even if he lost his career success for this, it would be worth it

to have this kind of love.

Having been through the business world, he was used to seeing the faces of men who would do

anything for fame and fortune, even gambling with their marriages, just to get success in their careers.

Money, fame and status had long eroded the reality of love to an ugly state, and Calvin had indeed

refreshed his eyes.

In this instant, he had a strong reversal of Calvin's image, seeing in him his own persistence, and

likewise, he had not succumbed to Alyssa's marriage for profit, although the road ahead was perhaps

all but unpredictable.

A heavy sigh was inevitable within his heart.

"Rhys, open the door and hand over Belle." After a long and intense confrontation between the two

men's eyes, Calvin spoke forcefully.

"Can you be sure that Belle will go with you?" Rhys smiled faintly and asked, and he looked stoically at

the man standing soaked in the rain, speculating on the look in his eyes.

"She will." Calvin replied almost without hesitation, his pitch-black eyes growing clear as he looked

ahead, a charming smile floating up on his face.

Rhys was startled and followed his gaze to the stone path of the garden.

A delicate figure holding a dark and heavy umbrella was walking step by step towards this side, her

figure was so thin and weak that she seemed unable to shield herself from the storm, yet she was still

walking firmly towards this side in the cold wind.

Almost at the same time, Calvin's eyes brightened.

Rhys’ heart sank low.

"Belle, you've finally come." Calvin's voice had a hint of exuberance, and there was an eager smile on

top of his rain-soaked face.

Belle gradually approached and stood still.

Two men were standing in the storm, right beside her, one on one side with her, the other outside a

door away, but her gaze fell on the face of the rain-soaked man outside. His body soaked through, his

magnificent body looking so lonely and depressed in the wind and rain.

He was the man she loved so much, the man she had longed for countless times in her dreams, the

man she could easily have today, but she stood still, indifferent.

Instead, her hands were shaking slightly, and blackness came over her eyes.

What was this man doing standing stubbornly in the rain with his body all wet? Didn't he know that his

father was facing hardship right now? Shouldn't he be there to defend his family's interests?

"Belle, come with me." Calvin's eyes were warm with the light of hope as he reached out his hand

through the gap and handed it to Belle.

Belle just looked at him coldly.

"Calvin, don't be presumptuous, I am not going to go with you. Who do you think you are? There is no

longer any relationship between us long ago, why should I go with you? Is there any reason for me to

do so? Don't forget that you are about to marry Lexie, you are in no position to come over and force

me. Get out of here and go and take care of your father." Belle said coldly, not meaning to go with him.

"No, Belle, I will never marry anyone but you in this life, come with me, I will take you out of here, let's

go live somewhere else. Believe me, the person I love is you." Calvin held out his hand insistently.

Belle looked at him, the bitterness in her eyes flickered, and within a moment she sneered.