The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife

Chapter 1273

Bruce surveyed his surroundings, and everything before his eyes had túrned into a blur.

The anesthesia in his body had started to take effect gradually. His tongue was becoming numb, making it almost impossible to speak.

He knew he could only hold on for a few more minutes before losing consciousness.

Miya, on the other hand, was incredibly cunning, and he needed to remain vigilant.

Miya had severe bruising on her cheeks, and blood was flowing from her mouth, causing her to tremble from the pain.

Bruce stumbled over to her, quickly checked her for concealed weapons, and found none, which eased his mind slightly.

“Get up, and come with me!” Bruce pulled her handcuffed hands and continued walking.

Now, he could only go wherever he could. He had to find a place to hide and knock Miya out before he lost consciousness.

Miya rubbed her aching cheek with her arm and obediently followed behind Bruce. She knew that Bruce could not hold on much longer. As long as he fainted, she would have plenty of opportunities to escape.

After walking for about five minutes, Bruce’s consciousness began to blur, and he shook his head forcefully. Unfortunately, the double vision before him was becoming increasingly heavy, and he could barely see the path ahead.

There was a large tree nearby, and behind it was a sheltered spot where he could hide, barely maintaining his consciousness.

“No, I can only stay here for now!” Bruce struggled to maintain consciousness, raising his arm to strike Miya on the back of her neck to knock her out.

“Hu-” He lifted his arm with difficulty but lacked the strength to execute the blow.

his strike. “Mr. Everett,

Miya pushed Bruce

stumbled and fell to the ground. His consciousness had reached its limit, and his

now. I’ll let you have a taste of this.” Miya stepped forward and grabbed Bruce’s neck with

the nick of time, two off-road vehicles came roaring in,

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

Carson had

saw Miya on top of Bruce, pinching him hard.

Bang!” Two gunshots

quickly rolled away,

same time, the car had already

door

held pistols, cautiously

move, or I’ll

“Mr. Everett!”

Everett, what’s wrong with you?”

woman!” Bruce could no longer hold on and closed

Everett, Mr.

this, shook him

into a deep sleep.

is very

the trunk, and leave here

“Uh-uh.”