Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 40

"Calvin, I'll say it again, I didn't do anything to hurt you or your father. I don't know what happened on that day. And it wasn't my intention to marry you, that was Grandma's intention, and if that hurt you, I can only say I'm sorry! But you're not the only one who's been hurt, am I not?" The corners of Belle's mouth carried an icy smile, biting her red lips.

When she spoke sadly, she broke down in tears, her shoulders shaking, her eyes full of stubborn light.

How could she admit to something she hadn't done? She really didn't mean to do what happened three years ago, she had no idea what was going on!

"Okay, okay, blame me for talking too much." Calvin saw that she was emotional and remembered Dr. Clarke's words, he only had to nod his head and say, "I've said it's in the past, from now on let's not mention it. Come and have some food."

Calvin's heart was overwhelmed with annoyance, he really didn't want to mention those damned past again!

He picked up the porridge again and said seriously, "From now on you must do as you are told and start eating, say it, whether you want me to feed you or open your mouth yourself."

His words were no longer negotiable.

Belle was silent.

Calvin's patience was worn to the breaking point as he picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful into his mouth and was about to bring it towards Belle's mouth again, he heard Belle weakly say in time.

"I'll eat it myself."

Calvin smiled, the corners of his mouth curved up in a nice arc!

"I'll take a spoon and eat it myself." Belle was stubborn.

When Calvin saw that she was willing to eat, he was happy. Seeing that she could not move her right hand easily, but her left hand was fine, and fearing that she would get emotional, he went along with her.

He gently picked her up in his arms, pulled the cushion on the bed and put the porridge on it.

"Stubborn." Calvin grunted out softly in dissatisfaction beside her, forcing her to drink some more soup before he would give up.

After finishing his meal, Calvin put his things away and when he turned around and found Belle trying to get up, he asked in shock, "What are you doing?"

Belle did not reply to him.

"Don't move, do as you're told, I'll wipe your body later." Calvin frowned and actually coaxed her.

"I need to go to the toilet." Belle blushed and mumbled.

Calvin froze and suddenly burst out laughing. He came over, extending his arms to pick her up.

Belle was lying in his warm arms, and as soon as Calvin touched her body, a long-lost suppressed desire slowly rose up inside him, and he couldn't help but swallow and blush.

Gently laying her down on the floor, he circled her with one hand, uncovered the toilet cover with the other, and then was about to help her take off her trousers. Belle stopped him, her face flushed.

"Get out." She whispered with a red face.

Calvin was stunned and thought of something, full of bad smiles, he came up to her ear and said with a teasing smile, "I know every part of you!"

Belle was so ashamed and anxious that she rolled her eyes at him.

Calvin didn't care about her, helped her out of her trousers and pressed her against the toilet.

Belle's face was red with shame and she said in an uncharitable manner, "I can't poop if you don't go out."

"I'm not looking at you, okay?" Calvin turned his face sideways.

"No." Belle replied gravely and seriously, "Does it smell good?"

Damn woman, I am worried that you would fall down? Calvin grunted coldly in his belly and walked out.

He went to the shower room and got a large basin of warm water out and put it in front of the bed. When he heard a noise behind him, he turned and saw that Belle was holding the wall and moving slowly.

"Don't move, why didn’t you call me?" He yelled out in displeasure as he walked over and lifted her into the air, walking her over to the bed and placing her gently on it.

Bending low to wring out the towel, he stood up and wiped her body.

"You can't take a bath for the next two days, can't get water on your wounds.” As he wiped her body, he explained. Women love cleanliness, and he was worried that she wouldn't be able to bear it.

He wiped gently and delicately, especially when he reached the red and swollen wounds, his hands moved gently.