Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 35

The operation is undergoing intense resuscitation.

Calvin sat on the bench outside the operating theatre like an ice statue, the image of Belle jumping at him, pushing him out of the way and blocking the knife for him kept flashing in his mind.

His expression was dull and his mind was in turmoil.

Why did she take the knife for him?

At such a dangerous moment, she rushed forward and blocked the knife for him, despite her safety, did she not know the danger? Was he worth it to her?

The door to the operating room opened and Calvin scrambled to his feet.

"How is it going? Dr. Clarke." He spoke eagerly.

Dr. Clarke took off his mask, saying in a relaxing tone, "Mr. Harvey, don't worry, the patient is out of danger. The wound is not too deep, no internal organs were hurt, she will be fine after a period of rest."

"Good." Calvin sighed in relief and his tight face eased, "Dr. Clarke, heal all of her injuries at all costs, she was injured for me, I want to be responsible, please use the best medicine."

"Don't worry, Mr. Harvey." Dr. Clarke responded politely.

Not long after, the nurse pushed Belle out.

The woman lying on the hospital bed was weak like a kitten, her face and lips pale, which look so pity. She just lied there quietly, with her coldness and hostility all gone. A great pain swept through Calvin's heart, and suddenly he felt that this lifeless woman was so unpleasant, it was that woman who was angry with him lovely, who would rather have her standing in front of him, staring at him angrily and arguing with him.

All the hatred and dislike for her in his heart subsided.

He thought that when she woke up, no matter what she had done, he would no longer hate her and dislike her, and would have to get along with her. Even if they could not be husband and wife, there was no need to be enemies.

At someone, Belle struggled to open her eyes.

What she saw was white curtains, white sheets, smell of medicine came to her now, which she disliked the most!

The empty room was silent.

She struggled to get up, but the stinging pain in her back causing her to scream hoarsely.

Her lips were unbearably dry and cracked, her body was aching, and there was no one in the large room.

Where was she?

Memories slowly pull back and she remembers she was injured, she stood up to protect Calvin, and then the knife stabbed into her body.

Why did she save him?

In that moment of danger, she seemed to rush forward without even thinking, and when she saw the shiny knife stabbing his carotid artery, she instinctively rushed forward without even a moment's hesitation.

She didn't want to see him die, she thought, and the unknown truth of the death of her father.

No, that doesn't seem to be the case.

She didn't want to lose him, she just wanted to see him well, even if he would lose his temper in front of her.

As she spent more and more time together these days, she found herself less and less able to leave him and less and less inclined to lose him, and she was frightened by this feeling.

No, she couldn't feel that way, there was no longer any connection between them!

He was about to marry Lexie, and Lexie was the one he loved! She has nothing to do with it!

Just like now, she was hurt for him, but he didn't even come to see her.

She lay alone in her hospital bed, opening her eyes only to see a room full of white and a terrible silence, she didn't want to feel this way, she was so afraid.

Her back burned like fire and she bit her lip as tears flowed silently.

Not a single person came to see her, much less pity her; they were all laughing at her, weren't they? She was so insolent as to save a man who didn't love her; did she think she can gain an ounce of his love by doing so?

How is this possible?

Lexie's mock cold face flashed before her eyes, and Calvin held her hand affectionately, his handsome face soaring with spirit.

When did he ever look like that when he was with her?

Why is she so stupid!

She turned her face sideways and sobbed lowly.

She would rather die like this than be lonely and sad later.

The door, at some point, quietly opened.

Calvin walked in carrying a thermos lunch box.

Just as he walked in, he heard the sound of suppressed, low sobs and his heart tightened.

She's awake!

He had never heard such a sad and weeping Belle, her sobs were suppressed, the sorrow flowed from her heart, the sobs were so forlorn, lonely and desolate.

His heart trembled as a different kind of despondent sadness came over him.

Walking slowly over to her, he gently placed the insulated lunchbox on the bed and bent down to gaze at her.

Her eyes were tightly closed, tears pouring out like water from a broken bank. She looked aggrieved.