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 in her body

to the point of collapse. She was drenched in so much sweat that

experiencing fluctuating temperatures, resulting

forcefully pushed

in fear

he were

wished she could tear him

grabbed the corner of the blanket, yanking it open.

down, he was worried about her.

and was accustomed to hurting

still kept her eyes closed,

forehead, feeling that it was even hotter than

bring down the fever? Why is your temperature

her head away, paying no attention to him

instantly infuriated him again.

was he who was angry.

that she dared to give

night was a punishment for you!

“Bruce, you’re no human, you’re a devil…”

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

burst of strength,

You haven’t had anything since last night. What? Are you trying to play the victim with

his arm around her neck and forcibly lifted

brought over milk and oatmeal

him with her beautiful eyes, which

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

a man like

so your body belongs to