The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna)

Chapter 46 Hearing her groans of agony, Bruce quickly let her go.

“Joanna...” He wanted to say that he was sorry, but those words just couldn't be uttered.

Joanna gave him a cold look. “It's past three o'clock in the morning. What the hell are you doing?” Bruce had a thick white bandage on his head, and half of his face was swollen.

Besides that, he was also clad in a hospital gown. He indeed looked a little creepy.

“I've just come to see you!” “You must be crazy! If you don't leave soon. I'll call the police.” “Then go ahead and call the police!” Joanna was furious. She swallowed and frowned, asking, “What the hell do you want?” Bruce's thin lips quivered as he looked at Joanna with a gentle yet complicated expression. “I don’t want anything. All | wanted was to see you!” Looking at the gentle expression in his eyes, Joanna started having goosebumps for no reason.

“Bruce would never look at me so gently! This vicious and violent man must be planning some trick. on me again!” she remarked internally, putting up her guard.

“This is my house. Get out, please! Haven't you done enough harm to me? Don’t you know that not. only did you almost get yourself killed, you almost got me killed as well! Bruce, | beg you, will you please leave me alone? | really don’t want to see you!” Joann...” Bruce instinctively took a step forward and reached out. He wanted to hug her but didn’t dare to do so.

Joanna's heart clenched as well.

He had always called her name in a cold tone. Never had he ever called her in such an affectionate tone.

It was baffling.

“Talia, call the cops. Tell them a psycho’s trespassing!” “Joann, do you have to do this? | have something | want to say to you!” Hearing that, Joanna folded her arms and glared at Bruce. “All right, I'm listening now. What exactly do you want to say?” “L... Bruce stammered.

He simply couldn't bring himself to say that he was sorry.

It was not in his nature to be subservient to women.

After all, it had always been the women who surrounded him, racking their brains to please him.

All he had to do was give them the slightest signal, and a whole bunch of women would swoop toward him.

Asking such a proud man to lower his head humbly in front of a woman was akin to taking his life.

“Come on. It's past three! Even if you don't intend to sleep, other people do. You might as well just go home first. If there's anything else to say, we can talk about it tomorrow.” Chapter 46 “No, | need to talk to you now!” “Then just do it, Mr. Everett. It's not in your nature to hesitate!” He had always been sharp—tongued. When he spoke to her, he was always either bitter or sarcastic.

If not, he would be roaring at her. In any case, this was the first time he was speaking in such a calm tone.

Joanna was really running out of patience. “Now, if you don’t want to say it,” “I'm hungry!” Hearing that, Joanna was utterly speechless.

“Can you fix me something to eat? | haven't eaten all day, and I'm hungry!” The moment Bruce finished talking, he looked at Joanna pleadingly.

Joanna was taken aback for a moment.

She thought she had heard wrongly.

“I beg your pardon.” “I'm hungry. | want to eat something!” Joanna couldn't resist scrutinizing his expression again, hoping to get an explanation for the way he was acting.

When they were married, she would cook and wait for him to eat it almost every day.

However, not once had he tasted her cooking.

Yet, now, he came over in the middle of the night, telling her that he was hungry and wanted something to eat.

“Bruce, what's your game? If you still don’t go, don’t blame me for doing something drastic!” As she spoke, Joanna could not help but reach out, trying to push him out of the house.

However, Bruce stood as firm as a mountain, refusing to move.

“I'm really hungry. | want to eat something!” he stated, patting his belly.

Joanna was even more speechless.

“So, what would you like to eat?” “Anything!” Joanna paused for a few seconds, spoke no more, and turned toward the kitchen.

After all, it would not take much time to make some buttered noodles.

All she had to do was fill up his stomach and make him leave the place.

It really could not be simpler to make buttered noodles.

She started by boiling the pasta and then draining it.

Then, she mixed in the butter, cheese, salt, and pepper.

Ten minutes later, Joanna placed a plate of buttered noodles on the table.

“The food is ready! Eat up and get going!” It was indeed a simple dish, but it smelled great. In just a moment, the entire room was filled with the pungent scent of butter mixed with cheese.

Bruce was really hungry.

He had always been a picky eater. Yet, he gobbled up the plate of noodles, relishing it.

Soon, he finished the entire plate of noodles.

“Are you finished?” “Yeah, but I'm still not very full. | would like to have another plate.” When Joanna heard that, she became even more furious.

“This man almost got me killed. Yet, he’s here now at my house in the middle of the night just to torture me. What the hell is going on?” she wondered.

“I'll call Andy and tell him to come and get you!” “No! | don’t want to go!” At her wits end, Joanna could not even find the words to retort.

“May | lie down on the couch?” “Bruce, what the hell are you trying to do?” Bruce's sharp eyes were filled with gentleness at this moment. “I'm here to protect you in case you're in danger.” “Ahem!” Joanna choked on her saliva and nearly popped a vessel when she heard that.

“As long as he’s not here, | would be safe!” she thought.

“You're ridiculous. Go lie down if you want!” she stated.

With that, she didn’t bother saying anything more but turned around, heading back to her room.

After all, it was not like she could stop him from doing what he wanted.

Bang! She slammed the door shut.

Thoroughly exhausted, all she wanted right now was to go to sleep.

She no longer had any energy to quarrel with him and did not care anymore about whatever tricks were on his mind.

After Joanna returned to her room, Talia went into Lilia’s room as well.

Bruce was left all alone in the living room.

Looking around, he could not help but feel a little sad.

“How could she be living in such a rotten place now?” he remarked internally.

Indeed, the living room was tiny and was even smaller than the bathroom in his house.

With that, he made up his mind to help her move into a new house the next day to make up for what he owed her.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner, Joann?” Bruce sank into the couch. His heart filled with even more mixed emotions.

“How could | have made such a blunder and been mistaken about such an important thing? For more than ten years, I've been in love with the wrong person!” he continued to berate himself inwardly.

The next morning, the bodyguards were in a frenzy. “Mr. Everett is missing!” “Call Mr. Everett immediately and ask where he is!” “He didn’t bring his phone! According to the GPS in his car, he should be in the area, but there’s no sign of him!” “What are you guys even hired for? How could you not follow him?” “You know very well about Mr. Everett's temper. If he doesn’t allow anyone to follow him, who would dare to do so?” “So, what do we do now? Where could Mr. Everett have gone? How would we answer when Old Mrs. Everett asks about him later?” “Oh my god! Mr. Everett hasn't been kidnapped, has he?” “What should we do?” “What else can we do? Go and find him before it's too late!” The group of bodyguards was panicking. After all, their job was to provide protection to Bruce 24 hours a day.