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.

a state of daze, with every joint

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

fluctuating temperatures, resulting in a persistent high

pushed

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

he

she could tear

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

down, he was worried about

he had a sharp tongue and was accustomed to hurting people’s feelings.

kept her eyes

touch her forehead, feeling that it

you a shot to bring down

her head away, paying no attention to him

infuriated him again.

he who

that she dared to

you! If you anger me,

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

laugh. “Yes, I am a devil. It’s you who turned

burst of strength,

he ordered, “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 you, I have no pity for

he spoke, he slid his arm around her

brought over milk and oatmeal

with her beautiful eyes, which were filled with complex

one’s nature was hard

was truly afraid of a man like him-a man born cruel and unpredictable.

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