The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife

Joanna slept deeply through the night.

It was already past four in the early morning when she woke up.

Feeling her arm numb, Joanna opened her eyes groggily. Bruce was slumped over at the bedside, still asleep, with his hand tightly gripping hers.

His drool had even flowed onto her arm, and his head rested on her arm, making it numb.

Joanna tried to pull her hand away, but it failed as Bruce was still deeply asleep.

Unable to free her hand, Joanna sighed softly. She had to turn to lie on her side.

At the same time, she reached out her other hand and gently touched his head. A scar, which was a few inches long, remained above his left eyebrow, adding a touch of world-weariness to his appearance.

Despite Joanna’s gentle movements, she still woke Bruce up. “Honey, you’re awake!” He chirped.

“Mm, it’s already past four in the morning; you should go back to your room and sleep!” Joanna replied.

Bruce rubbed his eyes and spoke with a tinge of guilt, “I won’t go anywhere. I want to stay here with you. Darling, I really did not mean to hurt you. You can hit me if you want. Just don’t be mad at me, okay?”

Joanna did not say anything but looked at him tenderly.

Then, she moved slightly to the side and said, “Then lie down and sleep! How can you sleep well while sitting on a chair?”

this, his face lit up with surprise, and he carefully asked, “Honey, can I

can,”

feet long and 6.6 feet wide, with plenty of space

curling up his

not dare to touch

I touch our baby? Don’t worry. I’ll be very gentle, and I would not hurt the baby,” Bruce asked with great care and a pitiful

words. She gently

“My baby, you’re alright.” Joanna felt a tinge of soreness in her nose and was at a loss for words when she witnessed

past, he was the absolute dominant one

he would achieve it. Sometimes, even being held by him was a

and had powerful arms

was aggressive and domineering in intimate matters, entangling endlessly until she cried, and he would

she completely surrendered and lost all her resistance. He

saying all sorts of sweet words and being accommodating, treating them like princesses, he was like a hungry wolf, full of intense aggression,

was danger, he would do whatever he could to save the one he loved. When there was no danger, however, he was

short, loving him and being loved by him were

jumped for joy when he

him at the villa as planned.

as they met, Lola could not help but mock,