Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 39

"Mr. Harvey, the patient has lost too much blood and is weak, so he needs a blood transfusion." Dr. Clarke was secretly alarmed when he saw Calvin, whose eyes were scarlet and his face was twisted with pain.

Calvin, who is rumoured to be surrounded by beautiful women, will soon be married to Lexie, one of the most beautiful women in A City. A few days ago, he was even photographed by the media inviting Lexie's parents to dinner to discuss marriage matters.

He was so concerned about Belle, is it really just because she saved his life? Or was it simply this woman his ex-wife that he was in love with?

He was surprised but did not dare to speculate too much, as this is after all a personal matter.

The private affairs of successful people are inherently mysterious, and as a doctor, it is not in the doctor's professional ethics to speculate on such frivolous gossip.

But he could also see from this that the woman in the hospital bed was important to him.

"Give her my blood." Calvin roared, rolling up his sleeves.

"No." Dr. Clarke said quietly, "The hospital has rules that all blood has to be taken from the blood bank, not directly from people. I just want to say that the patient's family must be told that the patient needs a blood transfusion." Having said that, he hurriedly ordered the nurse to fetch the blood.

The pain in his heart instantly spread to all his limbs as he sat down, his hands tangled in his thick hair.

If something did happen to her, would he have peace of mind in this life?

Didn't he say that he will get along with her? Why do they still have to fight?

He now understood the source of that pain deep inside him, and as much as he didn't want to admit it, he had to.

He actually cares about her!

Blood was gradually transfused into Belle's body, and the fever-reducing injection was given.

Soon the blush on Belle's face faded and took on an unusual white colour, frightening.

Calvin sat in front of the bed, gazing at her face, stroking her hand and closing his eyes.

He kept watch over her and forgot to eat.

Sitting dumbfounded for who knows how long, he fell asleep on her bed.

Awakened by the sound of a soft grunt of pain in the bed!

He lifted his head.

Belle was staring blankly at the ceiling with her eyes open and her eyebrows frowned, probably because of the pain, and she was grunting softly through clenched teeth.

"You woke up." Calvin asked in surprise.

Belle gazed at him steadily.

She seemed to be remembering something, looking through his heart.

Calvin felt an inexplicable panic, he dared not look into her eyes, that would make him fall in any moment, and he felt a pang of guilt.

After a moment, the clear light in her eyes faded, slowly cloaked in a layer of frost, until the light that shot out was cold and icy.

She turned her head away from him and stopped looking at him, coldly.

Calvin knew that she had woken up from her coma, remembering what had happened in the morning and remembering his cruelty.

She hates him.

He took the precious cubilose from the bed and gently held her body, slightly cradling her head, and whispered in her ear, "Your body is too weak, drink some cubilose."

Belle's eyes were cold, like a wooden man, she did not pay attention him.

The corners of Calvin's mouth curled slightly.

Wrapping his arms around her, he breathed into her ear, "Are you going to open your mouth on your own, or do I have to feed you?"

Belle's ears itched uncomfortably and she twisted her head away, saying coldly, "Get lost, I want to rest, I don't want you here pretending to be a good person."