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.

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

she kept breaking into cold sweats and was exhausted to the point of collapse. She was drenched in so much sweat that she felt

was experiencing fluctuating temperatures, resulting in a persistent high fever.

forcefully pushed open the door.

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

he were

wished she could tear him

with a cold expression, then grabbed the corner of the blanket, yanking it open. “Stop playing dead and get up!”

he was worried about her.

sharp tongue and was accustomed

her eyes

touch her forehead, feeling

the doctor give you a shot to bring down the fever? Why is your temperature still so high?”

turned her head away, paying no attention to him

infuriated him again.

it was he who was

she dared to give him

you! If you anger me,

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

jaw, giving a cold laugh. “Yes, I am a devil. It’s you who turned me into

me!” With one last burst of strength,

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

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

brought over milk and oatmeal

beautiful eyes,

and rivers could change, one’s

truly afraid of a man like him-a man born cruel

about you belongs to me, so your body belongs