Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 312 Come With Me to See a Doctor

A white dress was hidden in the pile of green leaves, Calvin saw the frighteningly white dress when he

looked away, his heart immediately trembled, and soon his eyes widened and his expression became

highly tense.

A black hole gun was pointed at Belle's back.

He was so shocked that he shouted out loud, "Belle, be careful."

As he shouted, a bang sounded and a bullet whistled towards Belle's back.

"You seduced my man, go to hell." The anger in Alyssa's chest burned vigorously, and she finally shot

the gun towards Belle, pulling the trigger.

Rhys looked up and immediately saw the bullet whistling at him. In his desperation, he quickly spun

around with Belle in his arms, trying to avoid the bullet, but Alyssa's shot was accurate, and he still

didn't have time to dodge the shot.

The bullet penetrated in through his left chest.

"Rhys."

"Belle."

"Rhys."

All at once, various terrified and miserable cries rang out.

Alyssa stood in the woods, her legs trembling.

"Rhys, you lost your life for that woman, I didn't have the heart to want you dead." In a moment, she

burst into tears, holding onto the trunk of a tree and crying bitterly.

"Miss, go." Jessie saw that Calvin's Xeqint men were coming towards the garden and dragged her

away in time.

But Alyssa grabbed the tree trunk with both hands, tears falling like rain.

"Go, get Miss out of here." Sean stood on a high building behind the villa and saw everything. Seeing

that Rhys had fallen to the ground and the scene was in chaos, he was busy instructing calmly to those

around him.

Alyssa was quickly and forcibly taken away, she wanted to take one last look at Rhys but couldn't even

do so, for Belle crouched down and blocked his face.

Calvin called the butler to open the door and quickly ran towards Belle.

"Rhys, Rhys, what's wrong with you?" The moment the gun went off, Belle was completely

dumbfounded until Rhys turned around with her in his arms and then fell down. She grabbed his back,

her hands were full of warm liquid, at that moment, she realized what had happened and had also

broken down and cried out in pain.

"Quick, go and catch the shooter." When Calvin rushed in and saw Rhys falling to the ground with a

miserable white face and Belle was crying with her arms around him, he knew that Belle was safe. His

eyes swept up to Sean standing on the top floor of the villa, worried that they would shoot again, and

quickly reacted, busily instructing Aron to go and catch the murderer to prevent them from committing

any more murders.

Just as quickly, the wicked Sean took off with Alyssa.

It was a shot, as he had said, and if Rhys came back alive, it was his luck and no longer his business. If

he died, he deserved it!

Sean left, taking Alyssa with him and leaving A City instantly.

After Aron searched the surrounding area in vain, the police quickly rushed over and surrounded the

scene.

"Rhys, Rhys, don't die." Belle cried out in distress as she unconsciously wrapped her arms around

Rhys, her heart terrified.

"Quickly, take him to the hospital for first aid." Calvin's gaze was deep and sharp, his face was dark,

and he quickly ordered his men to rush Rhys to the hospital.

Belle was frightened and scared, and unconsciously followed the people carrying Rhys’ body into

Calvin's car.

The car immediately drove towards the hospital.

On the hospital bench, Belle sat woodenly, without even a tear in her eye, her whole body trembling

constantly.

Rhys had taken that shot to protect her, she owed him so much in this life!

What could she do to repay him?

She thought, "I can't pay him back in this life!”

She stared blankly at the red lights flashing outside the operating theatre, her face pale and bloodless.

Rhys, you must hold on.

If you can wake up, I will grant you whatever you ask for.

She said silently in her heart.

Even if it means staying with him for the rest of his life.

Calvin stood on the other side of the corridor in silence.

Seeing Belle sitting dazedly, her face full of willful demoralisation, her face covered in tears, he felt his

heart ached.

She hadn't seen him at all, hadn't seen his presence since the beginning.

He really had nothing left in her heart, did he?

He took a cigarette out of his pocket, put it in his mouth, went to the window and smoked in silence.

The sky outside was so gloomy that it was going to rain, and the cold wind was whipping even more.

It was only the second day of the first month and it looked like it was going to snow.

So much had happened in just a few days, so much more than he had ever experienced in his life.

His heart was as heavy as lead, as if something was missing from his body and would never be

recovered.

After a long time, the door to the operating theatre opened.

"Dr. Clarke, how is it? How are the patient's injuries?" Belle rushed up, pulling the doctor's sleeve and

asking nervously and uneasily.

"Are you his family?" Dr. Clarke looked at Belle, confused. Wasn't this Calvin’ ex-wife? Last time, it was

her who was admitted to the hospital for a knife wound, how nervous Calvin was then, and now, she

was nervous about another man, what the hell is this?

"I, I am," Belle couldn't think about that much in her anxiety, she just nodded her head.

Calvin's heart fluttered as he quietly walked over and stood by the side listening calmly.

"The patient's wound is very dangerous, if it had been more to the left, it would have shot straight

through the heart, but now, very fortunately, it's deviated a bit, but that doesn't mean it's not dangerous.

The patient is bleeding a lot, the subsequent treatment will still be troublesome, let's see how it goes in

the next few days. Now that the bleeding has been stopped and the bullet taken out, the patient is still

in a deep coma. If after tonight, the bleeding stops and the patient can wake up, then there will be no

problem with his life," Dr. Clarke explained in as much detail as possible. Calvin went to greet him.

"Dr. Clarke, please get the patient fixed as soon as possible." Calvin said with a hoarse voice.

"Don't worry, Mr. Harvey, an a doctor, I will do my best." Dr. Clarke gently agreed.

Only at this moment did Belle realise that Calvin had been standing next to her the whole time, she

twisted her head to look at him, her eyes empty and dull. Calvin also looked at her, his eyes were

complicated, his face was an expression that Belle could not understand.

The door to the operating room opened.

Belle quickly ran up, holding the hospital bed and shouting anxiously, "Rhys, Rhys."

Rhys’ face was white, his lips were bloodless and he was in a deep coma.

"Miss, the patient is in a coma, please calm down." The nurse said gently towards Belle, "We need to

rush to the V ward, he had just finished the surgery and must get injection immediately, miss, please

excuse us."

Belle let go of her hand and watched the nurse send Rhys to the V ward and hurriedly followed him

there.

"Rhys, please be okay, as long as you can wake up, I can promise you anything, you must get well."

Belle murmured hopelessly as she held Rhys’ cold hand, tears unknowingly flowing down her face.

How should she redeem his kindness? Perhaps it would never be redeemed in this lifetime!

If he could wake up, she would agree to whatever he asked for.

The cold north wind blew against the glass window outside, whimpering and hissing.

Belle's heart was in chaos like the wind.

"He's fine, but you must come with me to see the doctor now." At some point Calvin had arrived in the

ward, standing quietly with a wooden expression, looking down at her in a condescending manner,

declaring in a commanding tone.

His voice was not soft or heavy, yet there was an irresistible majesty to it. Belle turned her head blankly

to look at him, his eyes were cold.

Calvin's eyebrows twisted tightly, his thin lips pursed, the coldness at the corners of his mouth so

clearly visible.

The woman was so stupid that she wanted to atone for her sins by giving her body to Rhys, didn't she

know that Sean was trying to kill her?

She should have been the one who took the bullet, but Rhys took it.

But she, who didn't know the truth, wanted to take all the blame.

"Cavlin, I'm fine." She shook her head, her voice choked with sobs, not standing up, still holding Rhys’

hand, her voice pathos.

"Get up, quick." Calvin's voice was much harsher, his eyes were staring straight at her hand that

holding Rhys’.

"Calvin, I," Belle was forced to stand up due to his imposing manner, her voice was small, and she

lowered her head.

Calvin was already impatient, his arm landed on her waist, walking forward.

"Why didn't you listen to me and run out? What have I told you? Are you really going to treat me like I'm

transparent?" He asked in a hateful voice through clenched teeth, the hand around her waist tightening

even more.

"Calvin, don't be like this." Belle's heart was in turmoil, and she hung her head down like a child who

had done something wrong, but her heart was in so much turmoil that she didn't know what to say.

Calvin's face was tense, and he took her straight to the old female doctor with experience in internal

medicine.

He told her in detail about the tests she had done at the maternal and child health centre and the leg

cramps she had suffered during the night.

The old doctor looked at the pair, one with a dashing face and the other still not quite awake, standing

in a daze, and shook her head. A woman in such a condition was not conducive to pregnancy.

She prescribed some nutritional pills and handed them to Calvin, saying in a serious tone, "A woman

should be in a happy mood when she is pregnant and have regular medical check-ups so that the

growth of the fetus in her womb can be facilitated." Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Calvin thanked her, took the medicine list, took Belle to the pharmacy to get the medicine, and got

warm water from the hospital's water fountain to force her to take the medicine.

Belle was unconscious and at his mercy like a puppet.