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

night, she kept breaking into cold sweats and was exhausted to the point of collapse. She was drenched in so much sweat that she felt as if she had been pulled out of water

resulting

forcefully pushed open

she trembled in fear and quickly

wished he

also wished she could tear him

cold expression, then grabbed the corner of the blanket, yanking it open.

was

tongue and was accustomed to hurting

eyes closed, ignoring him.

touch her forehead, feeling that it was even hotter than

a shot to bring down the fever? Why is your temperature still so

slightly turned her head away, paying no

instantly infuriated

it was he who was

unbelievable that she dared to give him a cold

was a punishment for you!

her eyes. “Bruce,

cold laugh. “Yes, I am a devil. It’s you who turned me into a devil! It’s all your doing.”

touch me!” With one last burst

anything since last night. What? Are you trying to play

spoke, he slid his arm around her neck and forcibly lifted her off

oatmeal from the

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

rivers could change, one’s nature was hard to change!

a man like him-a man born cruel and

your body belongs to me as well.