The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife

It was five o’clock in the afternoon.

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Bruce could not concentrate at work because he was worried that Joanna would do something unpredictable again. Thus, as soon as it struck five, he left the office and headed home early.

Sherane Bay Villa.

“Good evening. Mr. Everett,” the servants greeted in unison.

He walked into the house with a gloomy expression.

Miranda was waiting in the living room. When he saw her, he asked with a long face, “Miranda, how is Joanna doing?” Miranda wore a mournful face as she replied sadly, “Joanna has been in the room and hasn’t come out yet!*

He frowned after hearing that. “She didn’t come out for the entire day

“That’s right!”

“Has she eaten anything?” His brows furrowed even more now.

He was very worried because when Joanna, a stubborn woman in his eyes, got angry, she would torment herself like crazy. Although he was mad at her, he had no intention to break ties with her completely.

He wished she were smarter, capable of coaxing him a little more. He also longed for her to show concern for his feelings and pledge to cut all ties with Jaydon, erasing his contact information.

By doing so, perhaps his anger would diminish, and a sense of tranquility could ultimately be restored.

After all, all married couples quarreled.

her some food, but she

suit blazer and headed toward the master bedroom on

In the bedroom.

state of daze, with every joint

and was exhausted to the point of collapse. She was drenched in so much sweat that she felt as if

experiencing fluctuating temperatures, resulting in

forcefully pushed

he had returned. Instantly, she trembled in fear

wished he

wished she

corner of the blanket, yanking

down, he was worried

a sharp tongue and was accustomed

kept her eyes closed, ignoring

out to touch her forehead, feeling that it was

a shot to bring down the fever? Why is your temperature

turned her head away,

instantly infuriated

he

dared to give

you! If you anger me, I will punish

weakly and angrily opened her eyes. “Bruce, you’re no

I am

one last burst of

face darkened as he ordered, “Get up anul cat. You haven’t had anything since last night. What? Are you trying to play the victim with me? I’m telling

arm around her neck and forcibly lifted her off

and oatmeal

glanced at him with her beautiful eyes, which were filled with complex

change, one’s

a man like him-a man born cruel and

me, so your body belongs to