Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 315

Rhys felt her soft hand touching his forehead, warm and soft, indescribably comfortable, but the pain in his left chest was unbearable, so he really couldn't afford to say anything more, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

As Belle cook the porridge, bit of the past came to mind.

That day she was injured and was in the hospital, Calvin fed her soup and porridge.

It was already night when Rhys woke up again.

"Rhys, have some congee, the doctor said you can eat something now. You've lost too much blood and are weak, but luckily the bleeding has stopped and the infection is under control. I've made you porridge." Belle brought the porridge from the kitchen and said to him with a smile.

Rhys looked at her and smiled.

Belle helped him to half lie down, picked up a spoon, feeding it into his mouth one spoonful at a time.

Rhys carried a smile on his face.

For three days in a row, Belle took care of him in this way, personally taking care of everything, and from time to time personally cleaning his wounds for she was worried that his wounds might become infected and inflamed.

For the first time, Rhys felt the warmth of someone caring.

"Belle, with you taking care of me, I suddenly found that being sick is good." On the fourth day, he was able to move his body, and although his wounds hurt badly, he had finally got better.

Belle blushed and smiled faintly, "Rhys, you saved my life, I should take care of you."

She spoke seriously and intently, with guilt and sorrow on her face.

Looking at her face, Rhys felt an urge to take her into his arms and comfort her, to tell her that his gunshot wound was none of her business. To reassure her, he said lightly, "Belle, you're pregnant with a child now, it's hard to take care of me, go back to rest first, I'll just ask a nurse to take care of you."

"No, I'm not at ease, I want to take care of you personally until you recover." Belle shook her head firmly, she would not be at peace until she saw him get better.

"Belle, but I'm not at ease with you worrying like this." Rhys smiled helplessly.

"It's okay, this is a hospital and I'm taking the nutritional pills the doctor prescribed, besides it's normal for a woman to be pregnant, I am not that delicate. As long as you get better, I'll be happy." She smiled fearlessly.

Rhys sighed heavily, if he could have her heart, he would have given up everything without hesitation, but unfortunately, she had never really belonged to him.

He knew that she would never leave him alone here.

"Rhys, I thought about it during that day and night when you were unconscious, and I will grant you whatever you ask of me." She lowered her head, her hands gripping the hem of her dress, and said shyly.

"Oh, really?" After Rhys froze, he smiled slightly and asked flirtatiously, "Belle, if I want you to take care of me for the rest of my life, will you also say yes?"

Belle's face flushed slightly and she said without hesitation, "If you feel that I am needed, I will definitely say yes and never go back on my word."

She spoke without any aggression, but Rhys saw a burst of great righteous devotion in her eyes, and what floated to the corners of his mouth was a bitter smile.