Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 788 I'm Hungry

"Do I have your approval?" A hint of mockery flashed across the corners of Calvin's mouth. "Belle, will you give me this chance? If I patiently wait till you're ready, then I'm afraid that in the future, the one by your side would no longer be me, your husband, but that homewrecker, Steffan. If that's the case, then that would be such a waste, and it's unfair to me. If time is what you need, then there's no problem. From today onwards, I will show the utmost patience by accompanying you until you regain your memories."

Crimson red painted across Belle's face and ear, while she said in annoyance, "What nonsense are you spouting? Be reasonable!"

She didn't agree with Calvin's description of Steffan. It was true that Steffan was in love with her, but it wasn't like he wanted it. It was no fault of his. Besides, choosing whom to love was in their own right. "Am I being unreasonable?" Calvin smiled sarcastically, his voice turning cold. "I'm here today to judge your reasoning. You're a married woman, but you have no care towards your husband and child. Instead, you're entangled with another man. You're blaming your own husband for coming to see you in front of your doorstep. Do you think this is fair to me?"

Calvin's words were sharp and aggressive, making Belle shrink due to the lack of confidence.

"Even if that's the case, I won't willingly follow you right now," Belle replied firmly after thinking for a while.

"I said I would give you time. If you're not willing to leave with me, then I'll follow you," replied Calvin without even thinking.

Bring it on, he thought. Bickering came naturally between a husband and wife.

"I'm hungry. Cook something for me." Calvin took off his coat and put it on the chair beside him. Then, he sat down at the head of the bed, with his back against it. It seemed like he was going to linger on the bed for a while.

Belle took a look at him and accepted her bitter fate. This small dormitory was meant to be her own personal space, but then Calvin was declaring that he wanted to stay here too. Never in a million years. "What's wrong, you don't want to cook for me?" It had been a long time since Calvin heard Belle's voice. Knowing that she stood rooted to the spot without moving, he raised his brows and asked, "You must know that this is your fault. Are you trying to abandon your responsibilities? Or, aren't you willing to admit that you're my lawfully-wedded wife?"

Calvin's tone was not polite as he pressed for answers.

No matter how Belle tried to read between the lines of his words, she felt aggrieved. However, it was getting late and her stomach was growling, so she turned around and walked to the kitchen. Upon hearing her footsteps heading towards the kitchen, the corner of his mouth lifted slightly, and he called for Aron outside the door.

Aron came in with a big bag in his hand.

"Throw out all the things bought by that b*stard and use the groceries I bought to prepare dinner," Calvin instructed in a domineering manner.

"Alright, Mr. Harvey," Aron answered loudly. Then, he carried the groceries in his hand to the kitchen and said respectfully to Belle, "Madam, please use these ingredients to cook instead. Mr. Harvey was so angry that you left the hospital, so he skipped lunch. He must be famished now."

As Aron said this, he began to inspect all the groceries that Steffan had bought for Belle and proceeded to jettison them away.

Belle helplessly watched Aron come in with large quantities of produce. She was extremely shocked. The items kept appearing out of nowhere in the blink of an eye. Did he know how to do magic tricks? She soon learnt that they were indeed the two mysterious figures in the black limousine who had followed her and Steffan to the supermarket previously.

Helplessly, she looked at Aron as he threw away everything that Steffan had bought for her, including the chicken stew she had been cooking. Even if she wanted to stop it, it was impossible. After all, Calvin was the textbook definition of domineering, and he had every reason to do so!

She was his wife after all, which she had already confirmed earlier in the day when she was looking for information on the internet.

She pouted her mouth, feeling hungry. She had to use the ingredients that Aron brought instead to cook her meal again.

A variety of ingredients sat on the kitchen counter. Of course, there were also ingredients for a chicken stew.

"Aron, why don't you help Madam?" In the end, Calvin was worried that Belle would be exhausted. When he sensed that Belle was busy, he knitted his brows and gave instructions to Aron, who was standing outside.

"Alright." Aron immediately stepped in. He rushed to take over everything that required the use of cold water. In the end, Belle could only stand by his side, observing him.

It didn't take a long time to cook. Soon, a few other dishes were all ready to serve. Belle walked into the bedroom and set up a small table to enjoy the dinner. When she looked up, she saw Calvin lying on her bed, fast asleep.

At that time, there was no heating in the bedroom. The temperature in the room was very low. His coat had been taken off, leaving him with only a shirt, and even then the hem of his trousers was damp from snow. He just lay there without even covering himself with a quilt. Belle stood still, looking at his sleeping face in a daze.

When Aron walked out of the kitchen, he saw her heading to her bed, draping a quilt across Calvin's body.

Aron's heart was moved slightly. It seemed that Madam still cared about Mr. Harvey. Although she had lost her memory, she couldn't bear to see him feeling cold. After a long pause, he walked over and said to Belle, who was standing up, "Madam, I have something to say to you, but I don't know if you are willing to listen."

Belle's heart missed a beat after she stood up. Without much thought, she knew what Aron was going to say. She remained silent.

"Madam, it's only a few words. Please come out with me." Aron pleaded sincerely.

Belle slowly walked out. Upon seeing this, Aron was very happy and followed at her heels.

"Madam, I have a small request. Would you agree to it?" Aron's face was very serious and his voice was very low.

"What request?" Belle raised her head and asked in confusion.

"It's about Mr. Harvey's eyes." Aron said uninhibitedly, "Madam, since the year you left, Mr. Harvey had been trying really hard to get by. He had to fit in the role of a father and a mother. Because of his hectic life, he was not willing to treat his eyes, so he missed the best period to receive treatment. He's receiving treatment now. It was originally effective, but these days, due to the fact that he was worried about you and seeing you with Steffan all day, he grew furious and refused to receive any treatment. Mr. Harvey's eyes have reached a critical stage. We must cooperate with the doctor's treatment in order for him to get better. I hope you can help Mr. Harvey."

Aron finished these words in one breath, and the expression on his face was very painful.

Belle began to breathe heavily, and the expression on her face was complicated and inexplicable.

Seeing the change in Belle's expression, Aron went on to give her a detailed explanation regarding Calvin's loss of sight and the cause of which involved her disappearance.

Belle began to feel waves of pain in her head. She tried her best to remember something, but it was still blank and her face was as pale as snow.

"Aron." At some point, Calvin had walked out and snapped at Aron.