Go After My Ex-wife

Belle's face turned pale as she listened, her eyes looking straight at the TV screen in the room.

Rhys raised his eyebrows, glanced at the TV and then at Belle's stiff expression, worry was evident in his eyes, and a glint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

He sighed lightly, "Belle, don't worry, Calvin will definitely settle it, if he can't, then he won't need to have his life in A City in the future."

And what methods Calvin used would be based on his wisdom.

Perhaps after this game, he can have the answer he wants, and Belle can see her future path in life, she will know whether what she has done is worth it or not, and she should know how to choose her future carefully.

He was waiting for such an opportunity for all to be able to see the truth, including himself.

"Belle, promise me." Rhys sat down on the edge of the bed and said very seriously, "If you don't get the answers you want after this, please choose your future path seriously. For your sake, you can no longer be so obsessed, for you can't hide it from your mother for the rest of your life. Remember, whatever you need, or whatever kind of life you want to lead, let me know I will always grant you your request, I will never go back on my word. I am lucky to have met you in this life, I cherish it and would do anything for you."

Rhys' words were sincere, and Belle believed he was speaking from the bottom of his heart.

She laughed bitterly in her heart. She too wanted to end everything quickly so that she could escape and never return to this place where she had been humiliated. She was afraid that the longer she stayed here, the more reluctant she would be to leave him, for it would be endless torture for her.

Perhaps after this, Calvin will marry Lexie in a fair and square manner and she will go off to find her life partner, or perhaps it will be as she expects, and then she too will punish the murderer severely and unceremoniously, perhaps with results that no one can bear.

Did Rhys already have a premonition of the outcome?

But, she was grateful to him, who helped her when she was in trouble. It was also her luck to have met this man in this life.

Rhys is gentle and polite to everyone, but never commits himself to anything easily.

But once he has committed, he would not go back to his words.

She lay in bed, looked at him with a smile, thanking him for his honesty.

Rhys read every look and smile that leaked out of her eyes. He leaned down, took out a white fluffy, cloud-like candyfloss from behind his back, saying warmly, "Silly girl, here you are." Belle's eyes became bright. She likes candyfloss, not because it was tasty, but because when she was small, her father would buy her candyfloss. The sweetness still lingered in her heart.

The joy and sweetness of being held by her father and eating sweet candyfloss when she was young is eternal in her heart, and now when she sees it, she still wants to eat it. Belle knows that she misses that reassuring sweet taste, the happiness of being pampered.

"You lie down, I'll hold it, just open your mouth and bite it." Rhys took the candyfloss and handed it to Belle's mouth. He was extremely attentive, the candyfloss just came to her red lips. She opened her mouth and bit into it, it was sweet, melted in her mouth.

"Look, it's staining your lips." Rhys smiled dotingly and took a tissue from the bedside to gently wipe it off.

Belle smiled as Rhys sent it over again and she took another bite.

Although she was pale, she still smiled brightly, as dazzling as a flower. Rhys was stunned, forgot what he was doing and just took a tissue and wiped her lips, forgetting that he hadn't let her have a bite. Belle burst out laughing, and Rhys came to his senses and smiled embarrassingly.

The atmosphere in the ward was cordial and cheerful.

It was only when the door of the ward was slammed heavily that they all looked back towards the door.

Calvin is standing by the door with his lunch box in his hand, his face full of gloom.

Belle's face went white, and all of a sudden she felt a storm coming.

Rhys stood up calmly, with the experience of the last time at the "Red River" restaurant, he just glanced at Calvin, pulled his suit which was a bit wrinkled, and said softly to Belle, "Belle, take good care of your injury, I'll go first. I'll see you again sometime, remember to give me a call anytime."

Belle sensed the tense of the atmosphere, and was worried about the two of them being embarrassed. She couldn't stand up yet, so she nodded gently.

Rhys gave her a gentle smile and walked tamely past Calvin, nodding politely at him as he passed.

"Calvin, you're here." Belle opened her mouth, for they had talked peacefully in the morning.

With a bang, the lunch box in Calvin's hand fell heavily to the ground, his face stiffened, and he said in a cold voice, "Very well, so you have eaten, then these are not needed."

She turned her head towards the floor and saw that the food was spilled all over the floor, including her favourite chicken and squab.

She can't help but be amazed at how Calvin knew she liked these.

"Calvin, Rhys just came over to check on me, I'm injured, so -" Belle's lips trembled as she tried to explain something.

"That's enough." Calvin came closer, his face as cold as frost, "You are just a slut, attracting various men, I know that, you don't need to explain anything."

Belle's face instantly turned white, her lips trembled, and even her body shivered