Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 313

The phone rang, and Calvin picked it up, his brows knitted.

"Come home with me now." He hung up the phone and ordered decisively towards Belle.

"No, Calvin, I want to keep watch over him, he was injured for me, I want to take care of him in the hospital." She shook her head desperately, saying it over and over again.

Calvin's face turned pale and he reached out to take her.

Belle tilted her face up and looked at him pitifully, her bright, helpless eyes swirling with softness that hit him straight in the heart.

His heart softened and he dared not use his brute force to conquer her.

After a long time, he heaved a sigh, "Then you keep watch over him, take your rest, and remember you are pregnant."

After instructing this with a black face, he turned around and walked out the hospital.

In the hall of Ink Garden, the doors and windows were closed and not a single servant could be seen.

As Calvin approached, his brows knitted lightly and he pushed the door, but it was silent inside.

It was Grandma who had asked him to come.

How come there wasn't a single maid in sight, what had all those people been doing?

"Ahem." He coughed softly, puzzled.

The door to the lounge opened quietly.

Ruth greeted him from inside.

"Young Master, please come inside." Ruth smiled and invited softly in a very polite manner.

Calvin nodded, he had not seen his grandmother since the last time she asked him to take up his responsibilities as a man and pay for his mistakes, even when he came to beg for a visit, she avoided it, today, she was finally going to see him.

He walked in slowly.

The woolen blanket in his grandmother's bedroom was soft and comfortable, but Calvin felt a sense of unreality, as if he was stepping on a cloud, his body was unstable, and his heart was even more unstable.

Tristan had been taken away.

What did this mean for the Harvey family?

To outsiders, it was a failure.

After all, the two families would be married, and at this time Tristan had an accident, in the hearts of others, that was the Harvey Corp lost a shelter umbrella.

But in the hearts of the Harvey family, it was different.

Sophia was still reclining in her chair, her eyes closed, her hair neatly combed, her spirits looking good, her face very rosy.

"Grandma." Calvin approached, speaking softly.