Cup after cup of strong wine was poured into his stomach, and in the office on the eighty-eighth floor of the International Triumphal Court, Calvin was so drunk that he collapsed on the ground.
In a blur, all that flashed before his eyes was the image of Belle and Rhys in love.
His heart ached and the only way to numb him was to rely on alcohol.
He believed that he would never have love again in his life.
The heavy blow made him lie on the floor all night after being drunk, and when he woke up the next day, he was completely sick.
It was a raging illness that had never been this severe, and he had never really been this ill in his young life.
Lying in a hospital bed with a high fever and talking nonsense, he was in a coma for a whole day and night.
"What the hell is going on here? How did you get so sick?" Paige, who had arrived at the news, questioned Alfred, the company's assistant, repeatedly.
"Madam, we don't know what's going on. This morning when the secretary went to the office to look for Mr. Harvey to present documents for signature, she found Mr. Harvey lying asleep on the ground with many bottles of wine beside him. The secretary was shocked and went up to call him gently, but she saw his face was red and he was mumbling nonsense. So she called me. I think Mr. Harvey got a cold lying on the ground after drinking. The weather was cold after all, and the air conditioning in the room wasn't even on." Alfred cautiously explained.
Paige’s face was cold, "Sleeping on the floor in such a cold day, sure he will be sick, was there any social gathering last night? Wasn't there anyone around him? How do you assistants and secretaries do your job?"
Paige that was full of anger, questioning repeatedly.
Alfred did not know what to say. He hadn't even seen Calvin yesterday, and he usually didn't want anyone to follow him. Paige was anxious that he was so sick, so Alfred did not bother with him and could only let her scold him.
"Dr. Clarke, how is my son's illness? Is it serious?" When Paige saw Dr. Clarke come out after the consultation, she stepped forward and asked anxiously. It was neat the New Year and Calvin was still sick, which really worried her.
"Madam, Mr. Harvey got a cold after drinking, now he's getting a fever-reducing injection. It is okay, but he has to be hospitalized for two days.” Dr. Clarke smiled gently and had a very respectful demeanor.
"Thank you." Paige was so anxious, for she only had one son.
Two hours later, Calvin's fever subsided and he fell into a deep sleep, and Paige was relieved.
"Belle, Belle, don't go ..."
"Child, my child ..."
Paige was wiping Calvin's body, suddenly heard him cry out in his dream, her heart sank. Sure his sickness was related to Belle, he could not move on. Seeing that he was so sick, Paige closed her eyes and sighed heavily.
"Son, it is just a woman, why bother?" Paige murmured. His clothes was all still wet, apparently he had slept on the floor last night in wet clothes. Paige's hands shook, tears flowed out from her eyes.
"My silly son." She wiped her tears and sobbed, "You must get over that woman and live your new life."
She murmured as she wiped his body.
"Mum, Mum, is Calvin sick?" Lexie rushed over with Hanna in tow, asked anxiously. She caught a glimpse of Calvin, who was lying on the hospital bed, and with her eyes burning, she flung herself onto him and cried.
When she cried, Paige became even more heartbroken, and she pulled Lexie up and said, "Lexie, how can you come over here? Hurry back to the hospital, the baby is the most important, I will take care of Calvin."
"No, Mum, I want to keep an eye on Calvin, I don't go back to the hospital, I am fine." Lexie wiped her tears and grabbed the towel from Paige's hand and wiped Calvin's body. She did it carefully and gently, helped him put on his hospital gown, then sat on the edge of his bed, took his hand and said firmly to Paige, "Mom, let me stay here and watch over Calvin, he is sick, I don't feel at ease, I have to take care of him. "
Lexie had a resolute attitude. Thinking of her son's coldness towards her, Paige felt guilty, but on second thought, if Lexie could take good care of him during his illness, perhaps she could move him and make him fall in love over time, this would also help their relationship after marriage, so she agreed.
"You will be getting married soon, it's fine if you want to take care of him, but you are pregnant and should not exert yourself. I will ask someone to set another bed in this ward, and let Hanna help with some heavy work, you just stay by the side and talk with him." Paige was afraid of disturbing the fetus in Lexie's belly, so she was busy making some thorough arrangements before leaving.
Lexie held Calvin's hand, looking at his haggard face, deep-set eye sockets and thin face, her heart was full of jealousy, for he got sick for that bitch.
The thought of her accompanying him to fight for the company for so many years, loving him with all her heart, but his heart had never belonged to her, she was resentful and jealous.
"Belle, Belle." Suddenly Calvin hold her hands and cried out dreamily, "Belle, don't leave me, please don't leave me."
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