The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife by Zara Gibbon

Chapter 220

“Come back with me…” Bruce forcibly carried her off the operating table and walked out.

Joanna’s face was filled with panic. She struggled with all her might in his arms. “Let go of me, Bruce. Can you not be so domineering?”

Bruce ignored her resistance, dismissing it entirely!

His grip tightened around her like a pair of steel pincers, rendering her powerless to struggle.

In the hospital corridor, a few security guards approached, brandishing batons. The nurse pointed at Bruce, her voice trembling with horror. “Someone’s causing trouble. It’s them!”

“What the hell are you doing? Who the hell are you?” The security captain pointed his baton at Bruce, his posture exuding authority.

Bruce paid no heed to his outburst and continued walking straight toward him.

Bruce possessed an inherent aura of power. It was evident that he was someone not to be provoked!

The security captain didn’t dare to impede him. He quickly stepped aside, making way for him.

Andy and Kody calmly dealt with the situation. “It’s just a misunderstanding!

“We’re just looking for someone!”

Observing the numerous bodyguards accompanying the group and the absence of any casualties, the security captain didn’t dare to intervene.

He didn’t dare to obstruct them at all, allowing the group to leave.

Bruce carried Joanna and confidently strode out of the hospital, capturing everyone’s attention!

“Oh my god, why does that person bear such a striking resemblance to Bruce Everett, the wealthiest man in Greyport?”

“How is that possible? Why would he come to Mossbourne Hospital?”

“But he really looks like Bruce Everett!”

Porash’s proximity to Greyport meant its residents were naturally familiar with Bruce.

Even the nurses and patients chased after them, eager to witness the commotion.

At the hospital entrance, Bruce forcefully pushed Joanna into the passenger seat.

Without waiting for the driver and bodyguards to catch up, he took the wheel himself.

Vroom!

He pressed down on the accelerator.

The powerful engine roared like a ferocious beast, propelling them forward.

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“Bruce, are you out of your mind” Joanna dreaded being in Bronce’s car

Despite wearing a seatbelt, she hastily grasped the car’s overhead exfery handler

Bruce, that jerk, had a severe case of road rage! When he was in a bad mood, the chances of getting into a car accident soared

You have to follow the traffic rides

Bruce forcefully slammed the steering wheel Joanna, am I supposed to care about courtesy

mm deviation of the steering wheel could

lane

left front wheel momentarily lifted off

jerked like a tossed toy

fear, her face turning pale in

him anymore and her tone softened. T

drove his face contorted in an indescribable

scorned the child growing within Joanna, and today

when he discovered that Joanna had already gone to the

remiorset

consumed him

you want?” Joanna

remained silent as the car

no longer dared to accuse him, she could

couldn’t even

later. Bruce drove back to Greyport and

stop on the lawn, and Bruce forcibly pulled Joanitia

parked the car

earth are you

word as he

a room and

leave here until I’ve

he declared

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shock, and she impulsively leaped off the bed, exclaiming, “What do you think

you wish!” Bruce said as he turned and walked out

follow him, but it was already too late.

Bang!

forcefully closed the door and

room, several maids stood obediently,

sure she doesn’t leave the room!” Bruce ordered.

maids

risky behavior! She’s pregnant

“Yes, Mr. Everett!”

Joanna’s shouts from inside

more than

to move in, so more

room, Joanna continued to pound frantically on the door. “Bruce, you’re insane! You can’t do this

inside the villa with no means of contacting

lawn,

he was determined to make Joanna carry this child to

whether to

woman who had secretly wanted to terminate their

out! Let me

Chain, who stood by the door, advised her, “Ma’am, please calm down. It’s not good for the baby if you get so

me out!”

Everett’s instructions, we can’t let you out. Please stay

herself trapped, a captive in her

as if she stood at death’s doorstep, feeling desperate. She pounded on the door, shouting, “Where’s Bruce? Tell him to come here! I need

see you, he’ll come on his own, the servant