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.

in a state of daze, with every joint in her body throbbing in

collapse. She was drenched in so much sweat that she felt as if she

fluctuating temperatures, resulting

Bruce forcefully pushed open the door.

he had returned. Instantly, she trembled in fear and quickly closed her

wished he

also wished she could tear

then grabbed the corner of the blanket, yanking it open. “Stop playing dead and get

was worried

sharp tongue and was accustomed to

eyes closed, ignoring him.

approached and reached out to touch her forehead, feeling that

to bring down

head away, paying no

infuriated him

he

dared to give him a

you! If you anger me, I

and angrily opened her eyes. “Bruce, you’re no human, you’re

laugh. “Yes, I am a devil. It’s you

last burst of strength, she struggled fiercely

“Get up anul cat. You haven’t had anything since last night. What? Are you trying to play the victim with me? I’m telling

around her neck and forcibly lifted her off the

and oatmeal from the

weakly glanced at him with her beautiful eyes, which were filled with complex emotions.

and rivers could change, one’s nature was

like him-a man born cruel and unpredictable.

you belongs to me, so your body belongs to me as well. If I tell