The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife

Chapter 803

In the office, Joanna opened the files and began to process them meticulously.

Fortunately, she had previously served as the acting president of the Everett Group, and Bruce had entrusted her with many tasks. Combined with her extensive experience at the Haynes Group, dealing with these tasks was not a problem at all.

In the blink of an eye, the entire morning passed.

Joanna had not even had time for lunch, focusing intensely on processing dozens of contracts.

Finally, it was already 2 o’clock in the afternoon.

Joanna rubbed her tired eyes and checked the time on her watch.

It should be morning in Antlen by now.

Ring, ring, ring.

“Antlen should be around 7 o’clock now. Aria should be awake by now.

“I’d better call and ask about the situation…”

Setting aside her work, Joanna eagerly dialed Aria’s number.

The phone rang for a long time.

Just as she was about to hang up, Aria picked up the call. “Hello…”

Joanna’s heart tightened, and she quickly said, “Miss Bridges, good morning. It’s me.”

On the other end of the call, Aria’s voice was calm. “Oh, Ms. Haynes, hello.”

“How is Bruce today? Has there been any improvement?” Joanna wanted to make small talk in the first place.

of what to say, so she

change. The toxins in Bruce’s body need to be gradually cleared, and he won’t wake up so quickly.”

she became even more anxious and uneasy. “Are you available for a video call? I

him and I want to see him

sorry, but phones are prohibited in the research institute.

to go to the research institute now,

improves, I’ll let you know.”

words, Joanna had no choice but to say, “Alright then. Thank you for your hard

what I

did not know what else to

Aria said and

still held the phone and stayed for nearly a

no idea about Bruce’s current condition, nor did she

than cautiously trying to please Aria, she really had no

hanging up the phone, a blissful and infatuated emotion appeared on Aria’s face. She reached out and gently stroked Bruce’s cheek, greedily moving from his

unconscious, lying on the white, soft bed

he resembled a perfectly carved

I really love you.

you more

me, even if it’s only for a short

the sycamore trees, we vowed to love each other for

know that all these years, I have

not help but press her face against Bruce’s chest,

began kissing him passionately, greedily wanting to merge with his body.

a coma, like

if it was