The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife by Zara Gibbon

Chapter 563

It was five o’clock in the afternoon.

Bruce could not concentrate at work because he was worried that Joanna would do something unpredictable again. Thus, as soon as it struck five, he left the office and headed home early.

Sherane Bay Villa.

“Good evening. Mr. Everett,” the servants greeted in unison.

He walked into the house with a gloomy expression.

Miranda was waiting in the living room. When he saw her, he asked with a long face, “Miranda, how is Joanna doing?” Miranda wore a mournful face as she replied sadly, “Joanna has been in the room and hasn’t come out yet!*

He frowned after hearing that. “She didn’t come out for the entire day

“That’s right!”

“Has she eaten anything?” His brows furrowed even more now.

He was very worried because when Joanna, a stubborn woman in his eyes, got angry, she would torment herself like crazy. Although he was mad at her, he had no intention to break ties with her completely.

He wished she were smarter, capable of coaxing him a little more. He also longed for her to show concern for his feelings and pledge to cut all ties with Jaydon, erasing his contact information.

By doing so, perhaps his anger would diminish, and a sense of tranquility could ultimately be restored.

After all, all married couples quarreled.

“I brought her some food, but she hasn’t eaten anything.”

Upon hearing that, he took off his suit blazer and headed toward the master bedroom on the second floor.

In the bedroom.

every joint in her body throbbing in

into cold sweats and was exhausted to the point of collapse. She was drenched in

was experiencing fluctuating temperatures, resulting in

forcefully pushed

she trembled in fear

wished he

could tear

bedside with a cold expression, then grabbed the corner of the blanket, yanking it open. “Stop playing dead

was

had a sharp tongue and was

kept her eyes closed, ignoring

forehead, feeling

down the fever? Why is your temperature

her head away, paying no attention

infuriated

was he who was angry.

found it unbelievable that she dared to give

night was a punishment for you! If you anger me, I will

her eyes. “Bruce,

a devil. It’s you who turned me into a devil! It’s all your

touch me!” With one last burst of

ordered, “Get up anul cat. You haven’t had anything since last night. What? Are you trying

he slid his arm around her neck and forcibly lifted her off the

he brought over milk and oatmeal

with her beautiful eyes, which

change, one’s nature was hard to

a man like him-a man born cruel

me, so your body