The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife by Zara Gibbon

Chapter 203

Bruce carefully treated her wound and carefully bandaged it.

“Don’t touch the water. Remember to change your dressing every day!”

Joanna did not reply. Her thoughts were brought back to four years ago.

Everything here was still the same. Even the half–used skincare products on the dressing table were still in their original positions.

Everything seemed like it had happened yesterday.

Seeing that Joanna was silent, Bruce added in a muffled voice, “I’m talking to you. Do you hear me?”

Joanna held her breath. “I hear you!”

“Alright! Rest early!” Bruce reached out and touched the top of her head.

This action was like petting his beloved pet.

He doted on her but was also as high and mighty as a master.

Joanna was a little disgusted. She slapped his hand away with a cold expression. “You asked me to come over just to bandage my wound?”

Bruce’s lips curled into a cold sneer. “What else can I do?”

“Of course! If you want to do something else, I can accompany you!” After saying that, Bruce stepped forward and reached. out to hook her chin!

“You’re crazy!” Joanna tilted her head to the side and stood up!

“What are you doing now?”

wound has been bandaged, I should

can’t leave today!”

exactly do

was also a little impatient. “Don’t keep asking me what I want to do! I’ve told you before. I just want to be alone with

heard this, she

really could not understand what this damn man was thinking.

It’s not a good living environment

back to stay here! It’s safer.”

as the Everett mansion or Sherane Bay Villa, it was still one of

too many memories of

all, those memories were not very good and had always been

those memories were beautiful. Because, at that time, she

Bruce in disbelief. “Did I

environment. I can’t let my daughter live in

and

many painful memories for Joanna.

to move back here for no reason.

are you sneering

sneering! Mr. Everett, I’m

have my way of life. I don’t want anyone to arrange it for me!” Joanna’s eyes

to climb out of the swamp,

how affectionate he pretended to be, he was still a hunter who wanted to capture

insist on asking for trouble… As Bruce spoke,

don’t guess. I only hope

children at court next week! No matter

don’t have to

heard this,

so much. In her eyes, he was just playing tricks to

so much nonsense with