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.

of daze, with every joint in her body

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

fluctuating temperatures, resulting in a

forcefully pushed

had returned. Instantly, she trembled in fear and quickly

he were

also wished she could tear him

bedside with a cold expression, then grabbed the corner

was

he had a sharp tongue and was accustomed to hurting

kept her eyes closed, ignoring him.

and reached out to touch her forehead, feeling that it was even

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

turned her head away,

infuriated him again.

it was he who was

it unbelievable that she dared to give him a cold shoulder.

you! If you anger me,

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

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

one last burst of strength, she struggled

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

slid his arm around her neck and forcibly lifted her off

brought over milk and oatmeal from

him with her beautiful eyes, which were filled with

could change, one’s

like

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