The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife

At last! Joanna finally woke up.

When she opened her eyes groggily, she saw Bruce’s lateful face.

Bruce sat at the head of the bed and asked in a neutral tone, “Joanna, are you awake?”

Joanna took a deep breath as she wriggled into a sitting position. “Bruce, I’m going to kill you…..

Bruce frowned slightly and said in a commanding voice, “Are you still unwilling to be obedient?”

“If you don’t behave, I’ll have to keep putting you to sleep!”

“You bastard. You and I will die together!”

Clang! Clang! Clang! Joanna lifted the blanket and pounced on him like a madman.

“Looks like you’re still not behaving.” Bruce frowned and pressed the pager again.

“Doctor, doctor!”

Shortly, the doctor pushed open the door and walked in.

“Mr. Everett, how can I be of service to you?”

Bruce’s face darkened, and he said fiercely. “The patient is too agitated and aggressive. Give her another dose of tranquilizer immediately!”

“Alright, Mr. Everett!” The doctor replied and quickly went to prepare the tranquilizer.

Joanna’s heart skipped a beat when she saw that Bruce was serious. She was as frightened as a bird in a cage.

“No, no, don’t come over. I have to leave this place. I need to call the police!”

“Someone come, someone come….

Unfortunately, this hospital was run by Bruce.

This floor was part of the VIP area. Ordinary patients did not appear on this floor.

if she screamed her lungs out, no one would come to save her.

Three minutes later!

nurses held her

less than five

and fell asleep

and said, “Mr. Everett, you can’t inject the tranquilizer too often! Furthermore, the

the

her and

would have turned the world

five hours went

in a

was relatively small. She only fell asleep for about four to

“You’re awake?”

around and

in her heart erupted like a

and despicable. If she continued to cause trouble, he would

..“Joanna did not answer!

voice softened a little. “Are you

Chapter 407

eyes and

Bruce heaved

oatmeal. You haven’t eaten

eyes turned from fear to anger. All kinds of complicated emotions flowed through them, and her voice was hoarse. “Bruce,

all you want. You must finish

of oatmeal and

not eating. Take it away!” Joanna raised her

“It seems that you’re still unwilling to behave. If

“Doctor….”

give me

“Then are

the bed. “…I don’t have an appetite now. I can’t eat anything. Can you let me sit and recoup for a moment?” She didn’t have the strength to resist anymore. She could only pretend to give in to prevent

If this continues,

go buy another bowl of