The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife by Zara Gibbon

Chapter 1084

“Ah!” Bruce winced as Joanna bit him hard on the lip.

Joanna took the opportunity to push him away and rolled out of bed. “I told you I haven’t been feeling well recently. Let’s sleep in separate rooms.”

Before Bruce could react, Joanna had already shuffled out of the bedroom in her slippers.

Joann…” Bruce hurriedly got up and wanted to follow her.

Joanna had already walked out of the bedroom and closed the door.

Then, she went straight to the second bedroom.

Bruce looked at Joanna’s departing figure in frustration. He had to restrain himself from acting impulsively.

Although his memory was somewhat jumbled, he knew that he and Joanna had a strong bond. He couldn’t understand why she was pushing him away now.

Then Joanna came to the second bedroom.

She locked the door. And her heart was still pounding..

After confirming that Bruce would not come in, she walked to the bed in a daze. She thought inwardly, “No. It can’t go on

like this.

“I need to find Bruce as soon as possible. I need to go to Melta as soon as possible.”

However, she needed a reasonable excuse to go to Melta.

Especially since she couldn’t easily expose Bruce’s identity now. She couldn’t do that until she found the real Bruce.

Joanna pondered for a while.

She realized that the only suitable excuse seemed to be helping her child find a school.

She thought inwardly, “Yes. That’s the perfect excuse. This way, not only will he not suspect anything, but nobody else will either.”

The next day arrived.

After Joanna woke up, Bruce and the children were already waiting for her in the dining room for breakfast.

“Good morning, Mommy.”

“Good morning, darlings.”

“Eh? Mommy, did you not sleep well again?”

“Yeah. Mommy, you have dark circles under your eyes.”

“Mommy, did you have a conflict with Daddy again?” Lilia asked carefully.

Joanna smiled and comforted the children. She replied, “No.”

up and

nervously. “Well, I want to talk to you about something. After Christmas, I’m going to take the children to Melta

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Bruce looked

said hesitantly, “Well, I still think it’s better for

good, I still want our children to receive

can have

Bruce frowned and looked at Joanna in

puzzled. “Mommy, we are doing well in our studies here. Why do we need to go abroad?”

Moreover, Irvin’s

there, nobody will know you, and you can study like ordinary children. The teachers won’t treat you differently, which will be beneficial for

Irvin heard this, their faces were

figures at school

sons. Not to mention the teachers and classmates, even the principal greeted them with a

want to

you don’t want to. After Christmas, I will start looking for schools for you. Once I

The two little

about Lilia? Is she

a few seconds. “Lilia and Devin

yet. We’ll decide when to go after she recovers completely. Devin is still too young, so I’ll send the two of you abroad first.”

we really have to go?” Irvin asked with a

Be mentally prepared, as there

little kids did not dare to refuse when they saw Joanna being

want to

country know them. The teachers and classmates show

treatment.

keep stalking and sneaking photos, which is detrimental to their

already comparing whose parents have better cars. This can’t go on like this.” Joanna looked more and more stern as she

taken seriously from an early age, especially their outlook on life and values. Once they were formed, it was difficult

country was not good, but many children were indeed affected by this

just a problem with the children and schools. It was a societal

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and did

then. After Christmas, I’ll go with

that, Joanna looked at Bruce with a mix of emotions in

to find the real Bruce. It was obviously inconvenient to bring him

leaving him at home posed a risk. If he had ill

all, everyone now thought that

illegal acts under

to Melta

she was very unwilling, she didn’t have a better

“Alright.” Bruce smiled.

And we’ll go

full so soon?”

for studies soon. And suddenly I feel quite heavy-hearted. I want to

to call their classmates. And

children

sorry for last