Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 82 Where Do You Feel Unwell

Belle was startled and immediately stood still with a bitter face, but did not walk over.

"No." She stood looking up at the sky.

This woman dared to hang up on him and disobey him at the same time!

"Come here." Calvin stretched his voice, adding a little more authority to his voice, with a touch of

impatience.

Belle rolled his eyes towards him and had to move a few small steps towards him.

"Give it to me." He held out his hand towards her.

"What?" Belle was puzzled and looked at him blankly, what did he want? She didn't have anything on

her, except for the bag she carried with her.

"You bag." He spat out.

Bag? Did he really want the bag she was carrying? It was her personal belongings, a woman's bag,

what did he want it for? Why should he give it to her?

Belle grabbed the bag in her hand, squeezing a smile out of her face, pretending not to understand:

"No."

"Hurry up." He looked unfriendly as his face went black, raised his stern eyes. Belle looked into his

eyes and saw a dark light that frightened her, such a light in his eyes had been seen several times last

night, it was very dangerous. Even though they were in the living room, the danger was no less.

She moved a few more small steps and reluctantly handed over her bag.

Calvin took over the bag and poured out all the things side, except for an umbrella, a phone and a

wallet, there was a plastic bag, which contained a medical record and several packs of medicine.

"You went to the hospital?" Surprised, he raised his dark eyes to look directly at her.

Belle was ready to snatch the bag back, but Calvin raised his hand and wrapped around her waist, and

she fell into his arms, "What's wrong with you? Tell me, why did you go to the hospital?"

His words were warm, the light in his eyes was soft, and if it wasn't for his poor performance these

days, Belle would almost have been touched by him, after all, his embrace was so comfortable.

Calvin's face was overflowing with concern that flowed from his heart, but Belle felt it abnormal, she

didn't believe he would have any good intentions at all. In the past days, his erratic and unpredictable

nature confused her a lot. Many times she was about to be touched by him, but in the blink of an eye

he would turn into an incomprehensible devil, leaving her at a loss.

So she would not be fooled by his appearances, let alone moved by his pretentious concern, or she

would felt herself useless!

"None of your business." She said coldly, his face had been so dark when she first entered the house

and now he looked concerned about her, she would believe he was kind.

"It seems that you still haven't learned your lesson." He frowned, his eyes full of displeasure, and sure

enough, the warmth that had just been on his face instantly disappeared. Belle was not surprised by

this in the slightest, for he was an unpredictable man..

He flipped through the medical record, but didn't quite get it.

Belle took advantage of the moment when he was dazed to snatch the medical record and said with a

flushing face, "This is a woman's illness, what do you know?"

A woman's illness? Why would she go to the doctor today? He had never heard it before.

"What's wrong with you?" Calvin was even more curious now, and suddenly his heart stirred as he

thought of last night and asked in a deep voice, "Did it hurt you last night?"

Belle burst out of his arms, her eyes red, and walked towards the bedroom without saying a word, not

wanting to explain to him at all. Although she had gotten much better after taking the medicine in, she

still felt very uncomfortable.

Calvin, however, followed closely behind and as Belle was just about to walk into the bathroom, he

reached out and blocked the bathroom door.

"What are you doing?" Belle couldn't close the door, so she could only stare at him, her face full of

annoyance.

"Show me where do you feel unwell." He said with a serious face.

"It's none of your business, go away." Belle's face was as flushing. She felt uncomfortable, she just

wanted to go to the toilet, but Calvin was standing by the door, leering at her, so she frowned anxiously

and spoke without good grace.

Her uncomfortable face fell in Calvin's eyes. Seeing her face flushing full of aggression, he walked

aside. Belle was relieved and hurriedly closed the bathroom door and sat on the toilet, but her pussy

was painful and astringent. She was obviously urgent to pee, but she failed after a long time, and it was

getting unbearably painful. She remembered that she had to use ointment on it, so in that case, it was

time to take a shower first.

Bearing with it, she walked to her wardrobe, only to see the clothes Calvin prepared for her, each of

them was sexy. After a long time of picking, she took out a slightly more conservative one and went

inside the bathroom again, locked the door and turned on the shower head to rinse.

Calvin was sitting on the sofa in his bedroom looking carefully at the medicine in his hand, probably

understanding what was going on. Not long after, the movement inside the bathroom seemed to stop,

his eyes darkened, he stood up.

"Ah, why did you come in?" Belle was rubbing her body, when she heard the door slam, she was

startled, only to see Calvin's tall figure appearing at the bathroom door, his eyes were staring at her

body. She was so scared that she hurriedly took the bath towel and wrapped her body tightly, she was

really worried that he would be bestial and do what he did last night, she really couldn't bear it

anymore, for her private part was uncomfortable.

Belle's face was still dripping with water, the hair in front of her forehead was wet and stained on her

face, and her skin glowed with the waterdrop.

Calvin swallowed, forcibly suppressing the impulse that came up, walked in, turned on the bathroom

light, forcibly picked her up despite Belle's objections, and put her down on the bathroom recliner.

Carefully taking out the ointment, he examined her condition, only then was he surprised to find that it

was already red and swollen. He frowned, his eyes full of pity and unease, his expression serious, and

Belle felt relaxed after seeing his distraction-free face.

He took the medicinal cotton and squeezed out the ointment and applied it to her carefully, with great

care and attention.

Soon there was cool comfort coming from underneath, the burning pain faded away and both body and

mind began to feel comfortable.

After applying the medicine, he picked her up and walked towards the outside bedroom, laid her gently

on the bed, brought the quilt to cover her and murmured softly in her ear, "I'm sorry I hurt you last night,

it's inflammation, but it is okay, I will be gentle next time."

The light in his eyes was so gentle and thoughtful that Belle had a bout of illusion, as if she was

dreaming.

But the discomfort in her body was really fading away, and she looked at his face in a bit of a daze. If

he had been as calm as he was now on their wedding night three years ago, taking the initiative to care

for her and love her, perhaps there would have been no misunderstanding between them, and perhaps

they would have been like all the happy couples in the world.

But fate did not favour her after all, and they missed everything.

She lowered her eyes and fell silent.

"Rest well tonight, tomorrow I'll take you shopping. The day after tomorrow it's grandma's birthday, you

have to go back to Harvey Mansion with me, you can't dress like this, by then grandma will think I'm

grimacing you." He spoke warmly and with a smile on his face.

At this moment, Belle felt that Calvin was relatable again, the light in his deep eyes was bright and

natural, and it really was good.

Aren't you being grimacing to me? Belle twisted her face away, thinking sourly.

Calvin stood up, "Belle, I'll take a shower first, then we'll go out for dinner."

The pain in her body had subsided and she felt hungry, so she got up and went to the wardrobe to find

a light blue long-sleeved jumper to put on and a pair of jeans underneath. Her hair was draped over her

shoulders and her face was plain, but she still looked pretty.

When Calvin came out of the bathroom, he saw Belle standing there with her head held high, the soft

light reflecting her face, her hair combed with one hand, a hairpin in the other. The tight jeans stretched

her slender legs, she looked like a light and thin bat, agile and charming.

It is as if the whole bedroom is radiant and energised by her presence.

His heart fluttered slightly, but there was a vague feeling of displeasure, such a beautiful woman,

walking in the street, would attract eyes of many men. He wondered how she had attracted men during

all those years in America?

"Let's go." Belle saw Calvin walk out. Calvin was wearing a soft yarn jumper and also a pair of tight

jeans underneath, looking well proportioned and slender, extremely dazzling.

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"Don't you have to put on makeup?" He walked over and wrapped his arm around Belle's waist, his thin

lips curled slightly. When he took Lexie out, she had to use hours to do her make-up, but this woman

was plain-faced.

"I don't like makeup." Belle spoke indifferently, saying in her heart, "You think everyone is like your

Lexie!

"Oh." He glanced at her face. Her face was exquisite and beautiful, her skin was delicate, even without

make-up, she was extremely beautiful. Remembering the sex last night, he couldn't help but stroke his

hand on her waist, the touch made him feel very good.

Belle felt itched and wanted to get away from his palms. But with a force, her waist was circled into his

palm, and he led her outside.