Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 52

"Is that what you're going to say to me?" Belle looked at him skeptically.

"Get me a glass of water first, will you?" Calvin begged aloud as he lay on his back and loosened the tie around his neck, his mouth dry.

His face was flushed because of the alcohol. It seemed that he had a bad time. Thinking of the night of his wedding, he seemed to be even drunker than this, Belle’s heart was so full of thoughts, but in the end she went and poured a cup of warm water.

"Here." She stepped closer, "Get up and drink it."

Calvin sat up and took the cup of water, tilting his head back to drink. As Belle was about to leave, he circled his arms around her.

"Hey, what are you doing?" He sprayed his breath full of alcohol on her neck, scaring her into wailing.

"Belle, are you afraid of me?" He grinned roguishly.

Belle pushed him hard, but suddenly she let out a shriek and was picked up by him and lowered onto the bed.

"Now you can't run away!" He was so proud of himself that he rolled over and was about to pounce on her.

Hey, drunken maniac, don't!

Belle's eyes widened in fear and she was about to cry out, but in the next second, the strong smell of alcoholic quickly filled the room, pungent and unpleasant.

Calvin had vomited on the bed!

Belle cried out in agony and was about to get up, but he threw up again.

The smell of alcohol, stomach acid and the food he had eaten was so unpleasant as he vomited all over the bed and Belle's body.

This bed is completely ruined.

Belle hurriedly ran off the bed to get a plastic bag to catch his vomit, but saw that he had already finished vomiting and fell back on the bed, snoring.

His body and bed were covered in filthy vomit and the bedroom was a mess.

Belle could no longer sleep.

She had to clean up the room, wipe Calvin's body and change his clothes, until late at night.

Calvin was already sleeping like a pig.

It took her a long time to get the room cleaned, so she went to take a shower and finally fell asleep on the sofa with the blanket. She was too tired, and as she fell on the sofa, she fell into sound sleep.

When Calvin woke up, it was already in the morning and he felt a terrible pain in his stomach. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was in Belle’s room, it occurred to him that he had vomited over Belle last night before he felt asleep.

Where was she?

He had slept in her bed, so where had she gone?

He walked out, only to see that there was no one in the large living room, wondering if Belle had been left out of anger. She's always been so petty, and when she gets angry, she acts inexplicably.

As he was worried, he heard a noise in the kitchen.

As he approached, he saw the kitchen steaming and Belle was standing in an apron in front of a steaming pot, carefully stirring something.

"You are awake." Belle spoke lightly.

Calvin froze, couldn't help but smile slightly as he stepped closer.

"This is good." Raising his eyes, he saw in the casserole was boiling porridge with tender green leaves floating on top, and felt happy about it.

"Did I say this was for you?" Belle stifled a laugh and gave him a blank look.

"Who do you cook it for?" Calvin ignored her snub, smiled wickedly and reached out to put his arm around her shoulder.

Belle smacked his hand away, "Go out and wait, it will be ready soon."

A smile pulled out of the corner of Calvin's mouth and he obediently sat down in the living room, taking a copy of today's newspaper and reading it.

The press conference held by Harvey Corp last night was widely reported in the newspaper, and the headline on the front page had a prominent place for Belle in a dress introducing the car model she designed to the world's wealthy businessmen.

It seemed that overnight, Belle became famous. Her car designs were featured in many magazines and even major print advertisements, and her beautiful and dignified appearance in a long white orchid dress with long hair was featured in all the news videos.