The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife

Chapter 1250

“Ouch.” Bruce subconsciously rubbed his temples again.

Seeing this, Joanna asked with concern, “Is your head hurting again?”

“Yes. I can’t bear it anymore. Let Miya massage my head for me.”

“Alright.”

Bruce did not say anything else. He turned around and went to the physiotherapy room.

A while passed.

Miya came over to massage Bruce’s head.

His head was really hurting badly today. Fortunately, Miya’s massage skills were very good.

After a while, Bruce’s headache eased and he gradually fell asleep.

As Miya looked at Bruce’s sleeping face, she was unconsciously lost in thought.

Although she hated Bruce to the core and wanted revenge, she had to admit that Bruce was indeed very handsome. Moreover, he was really a very charming man.

If Bruce hadn’t caused Miya’s grandfather’s death, Miya would probably have been tempted by him.

Miya’s massaging hands gradually slowed down. And she began to massage Bruce’s shoulders and arms.

Her fingers brushed over every part of his body. It was really like a carefully carved sculpture.

Miya was in a daze.

“Ah. Aria…” Bruce’s entire body trembled. He suddenly woke up from the nightmare and subconsciously grabbed Miya’s hand.

Miya was shocked. “Mr. Everett, what’s wrong?”

was pounding and he was covered in cold

seconds, he gradually regained consciousness and

“I’m sorry.”

fine.” Miya smiled

you have a nightmare?”

yes.” Bruce took a deep breath and lay back down. His heart was still

just had a

cliff and was devoured by countless pythons. He went to save her and then also slid down the cliff.

she began to

basically gained the couple’s trust.

second step of the plan.

say anything.

inauspicious. He had a feeling that Aria was definitely in

knock on the

the door

was originally massaging Bruce’s arm. When she saw Joanna enter, she subconsciously retreated to the

as Joanna saw this, her expression froze. “Are you still getting

Bruce still lay down and did not

had exceptional skills, whether massaging his head or other parts. It was all done professionally and felt very

a little tired. He really enjoyed Miya’s massage technique. Therefore, he did not refuse when Miya

you scream outside,”

a nightmare,” Miya replied.

kind of nightmare?”

replied, “It’s okay. It’s just a

“Is dinner ready?”

to

stretched lazily, stood up, and followed Joanna to the

a deep breath and felt a little

was not something out of

had watched the news. There were many ways to massage. Even if there was nothing to do, Miya