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

is Mossbourne You have to follow

steering wheel Joanna, am I supposed to care about

Even a slight 0.5 mm deviation of the steering wheel

lane

wheel momentarily lifted

right again. The car jerked like a tossed toy car, veering left and right before

in fear, her face turning pale

her tone softened. T already said

drove his face contorted in an indescribable expression

today he had intended to pressure her to have an abortion?

gone to the hospital for the procedure before him,

remiorset

consumed him

want?” Joanna

silent as the car sped up!

him, she

temper, and she couldn’t

Greyport and took joanna directly to Reagan

stop on the lawn, and Bruce forcibly pulled

swiftly approached and parked the car in the

what on earth are you planning

as he

a room and placed her on the bed

leave here until I’ve made up my

he declared

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immense shock, and she impulsively leaped off the bed, exclaiming, “What do you think you’re doing? Are you trying to

as you wish!” Bruce said as he

tried to follow him, but it was already

Bang!

door and locked it with

the room, several maids stood obediently, ready to receive

close watch on her and make sure

maids respectfully responded.

and prevent any risky behavior! She’s pregnant now, and

“Yes, Mr. Everett!”

shouts from inside the room

ten bodyguards and more than twenty servants wore solemn

or eight servants, but Bruce wanted Joanna to move in, so more than ten maids

the door. “Bruce, you’re insane! You can’t

and she was locked inside the villa with no means of contacting the outside

lawn,

he was determined to make Joanna carry this child to

to

who had secretly wanted to terminate their child!

let me out! Let me out!”

Chain, who stood by the door, advised her, “Ma’am, please calm down. It’s not

me out!”

let you out. Please stay calm!” the

herself trapped, a captive

death’s doorstep, feeling desperate. She pounded on the door, shouting, “Where’s Bruce? Tell him to come here!

Mr. Everett wants to see you, he’ll come on his own, the