The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife

Chapter 593

“Call an ambulance, call the police immediately…

Some good Samaritans immediately pulled out their phones to call for an ambulance and report the incident to the police.

Several concerned bystanders tried in unison to overturn the vehicle, attempting to rescue the casualty.

“No, no. The casualty is still alive. We mustn’t move the vehicle to prevent causing any additional injury.”

“Exactly, we mustn’t disturb the vehicle.”

“He is losing a lot of blood. Don’t touch him, let’s wait for the paramedics.”

The vehicle’s frame was severely distorted.

The car window was shattered, lattering the ground with shards of glass. Bruce was covered in cuts, bleeding incessantly.

Bruce struggled for breath, blood gushing from his mouth and nose. He was barely clinging to life. The sight was so gruesome that it made the faint-hearted turn away.

Inside the shopping mall, Joanna was looking around nervously.

For some reason, her right eyelid started to twitch violently. Then, her right temple started to throb.

Suddenly, a wave of impending dread washed over her.

Every time something unfortunate was about to happen, her right eye would twitch.

But this time, the twitching was much more intense than ever before.

Joanna was filled with anxiety.

Suddenly, she heard someone yell. “There’s been a car crash downstairs.”

“Terrible news, there’s been a car crash on the road!”

“Look! the car has rolled over. Such a horrifying siglat!” Several onlookers cried out.

Through the window of the mall, one could see the site of the car crash on the street.

Especially, the deafening crash at the moment of the accident had echoed into the shopping center,

Curious shoppers and onlookers gathered at the window to witness the spectacle.

Upon hearing about the car accident, Joanna was filled with even more anxiety.

Joanna felt even more inexplicably uneasy.

After a moment’s hesitation, she followed the crowd to the window to look.

car involved in the accident

to her own car.

this. Joanna’s

car which Bruce

the

Bruce had taken her car out,

á void in her mind.

ominous feeling that the person in the

can’t be Bruce. It surely can’t be him.”

could he

her body as her heart pounded in her chest. She prayed fervently

she loathed him, yet, Bruce was the

anything bad to happen to him. She would rather hold onto her resentment and anger towards him than see him

crash? The driver must have

you see the car flipped over? How could they survive? Geez, driving is too dangerous. I’m glad I can’t afford a car…” Some bystanders exclaimed.

Joanna felt a

rushed out of the shopping center, sprinting towards the

person in

non-stop to the site

discern the license plate

“5211”

BAM!

her world spinning around her. In a daze, she felt her soul rip through the

was her car.

who dared to drive her

before Joanna’ eyes, her legs turned to jelly, and she nearly passed out. The spectators nearby

steady herself, forcing her consciousness

can’t be you… it just can’t be..” With a desperate

of shattered glass lay before her.

driver’s seat was stained with a pool

that some spectators could no longer bear to watch.

step, two

pounding so fiercely it felt as if it would leap out of her

fuel, it

the crowd, the police will be

good three meters away.

dreaded came into

the car

“Bruce!”

she

her, “Miss, the car might

me Joanna threw off