The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna)

Chapter 750 “Ah? What is going on?” Miranda was utterly shocked by the scene. Earlier, she had a strong feeling that something was about to go wrong.

Joanna's bleeding seemed unstoppable. In the meantime, the incision on her abdomen had ruptured, drenching the once pristine snow-white nightgown in a pool of crimson blood.

Boom! Witnessing the scene, Bruce's heart skipped a beat. He let out a terrified roar, shouting, “Call a doctor! Hurry up!” “Oh, right” Miranda exclaimed in a state of panic, rushing outside to call for help.

“Joann, please calm down. Listen to me, | was taking Aria to the hospital because she is seriously ill. There was absolutely nothing between her and me!” “Urgh!” Joanna convulsed in excruciating pain, curling up into a ball and coughing up blood repeatedly.

Earlier, she had strained herself too much while yelling, causing the capillaries in her air pipe to burst, resulting in continuous bleeding.

It turned out that one could cough up blood when pushed to the extreme.

The unbearable sensation surged through her, making her feel as if every cell in her body was engulfed in agony.

As he beheld her in this condition, Bruce was engulfed by fear, and his voice quivered as he called out, “Joann! Joann! Please, Joann...” “Cough, cough...” The relentless coughing persisted, causing her entire jaw to be covered with red blood. Her once pale face now turned ashen, and she felt as if every inch of her body was being ripped apart.

“Doctor! Doctor! Hurry! Get help!” He screamed once more, his temples pulsating with prominent veins, and tears flowing uncontrollably from his eyes.

“Joann, it's okay! It's okay. It's not what you think, eh? Please don't hurt yourself!” He began consoling her desperately.

At that moment, he sensed himself teetering on the edge of a breakdown.

He was absolutely terrified now.

The thought of Joanna's potential death left him questioning the purpose of his own existence. He now regretted meeting Aria. If he had known it would turn out like this, he would never have gone to see her.

“Gah...” Joanna writhed in pain, coughing up another mouthful of blood.

A distressing, dreadful stain materialized on the once pristine white bedsheets.

Witnessing the sight, fear overwhelmed him, and he acted frantically, using his hand to wipe the fresh blood from the corners of her mouth.

“Joann, please don’t scare me! You'll be fine! It'll be okay! | was wrong. | am to blame! Please don’t torment yourself...” He knew she would be angry, but he never expected her to be furious.

In fact, she was already enduring severe depression, perpetually trapped in a state of anxiety and unease. Ever since Bruce's incident, she had been holding on solely by sheer willpower. Whenever she felt overwhelmed, thoughts of her children and Bruce lying in the hospital bed helped her find the strength to keep going.

By doing that, she could make herself hold on.

But now, she could not bear it any longer.

The repeated deception, disappointment, and betrayal...

No one could endure that kind of pain.

Two minutes later.

The doctor and nurses hastily rushed to the ward.

As they beheld the scene before them, fear and unease etched across their faces.

“Oh my, how did this happen?” “Don't ask questions! Hurry up and save her!” Bruce roared in anger.

“Right!” The doctor quickly stepped forward to examine the patient.

Joanna writhed and struggled, desperately fighting for her life. “Let go... let go of me... Cough, cough... Mommy, Mommy, save me..." She kept calling for her mother.

In fact, her mother passed away when she was only twelve years old.

In her delirium, she had subconsciously forgotten that her mother had passed away long ago. In her mind, only her mother loved her genuinely, only her mother treated her kindly, and only her mother could protect her.

Those on the verge of death would often call their mothers.

Hearing her cries, Bruce could not help but burst into tears as his heart ached immensely.

Regret consumed him.

If he had known that she would suffer such immense harm, he would never have gone to see Aria.

So what if Aria had cancer? Even if she died, he would feel sad at most.

However, if Joanna died, he would not be able to go on living.

“The patient is too agitated. Administer a tranquilizer immediately.” “Bruce, let go of me! Let go of me!” “Ah...” Joanna screamed in pain again, clutching her abdomen and rolling in agony.

Her once pristine nightgown was now covered in blood.

“Joann, | beg you. Please don’t do this! Please! Try to stay calm!” “Hold her down and give her a tranquilizer.” Soon.

Two nurses stepped forward to restrain Joanna, allowing the doctor to inject a tranquilizer into her arm.

The injection soon took effect.

In less than ten seconds, her body went limp, and she fell into a deep slumber.

“The patient's incision has burst open. We need to treat it immediately. Arrange for surgery right away...” Bruce snapped back to reality, tightly gripping the doctor's arm as he pleaded, “Doctor, you must save her! You have to save her, eh? Don't let anything happen to her! She has to be okay!” “Mr. Everett, please rest assured. We will do everything we can. Now, hurry up and send the patient to the operating room...” Without a moment of delay, the well-trained nurses lifted Joanna onto a stretcher, hurriedly wheeling her toward the operating room.

“Joann, you must hold on. | will be with you all the way.” Bruce tightly held Joanna's hand as he ran alongside the stretcher.

Outside the operating room.

“Mr. Everett, you can’t go inside. Please wait outside.” “No, | have to go inside. | want to stay with her.” “I'm sorry, but you can’t go inside,” the nurse said solemnly, closing the door of the operating room.

He felt utterly lost at that moment. He sank into a chair, sobbing with his head in his hands as his emotion became uncontainable.

“Joann...” His crying was so intense that he almost passed out.

Throughout his entire life, he had never cried like this. Even when his parents passed away, he only shed silent tears.

But now, he was crying desperately with regret.

If he had known that she would suffer so much, he would never have gone to see Aria.

So what if Aria had cancer? She was just a first love after all. Even if she died, he would feel sad at most.

However, if Joanna died, he would not be able to go on living.

Inside the operating room.

Joanna was hastily brought into the operating room, where the doctors promptly treated her injury.

“The incision has burst open. We need to remove the stitches and suture it again. Get the hemostatic forceps, and give her oxygen immediately...” She was too agitated just now, causing the previously healed incision to completely reopen.

The injury to her uterus was exceptionally severe, necessitating another surgery.

Meanwhile, her cut feet continued bleeding.

The doctor carried out the surgery in a hurry.

Outside the operating room.

Bruce was in deep anguish, while Miranda and several other servants were also in tears.

Today was meant to be a joyous wedding day. The servants had adorned the ward in advance, eager to celebrate the couple's reunion.

However...

It turned into a tragic and heart-wrenching ordeal unexpectedly Two hours later.

The exhausted physician emerged from the operating room.

Bruce's eyes were swollen from crying, and everything seemed blurry before him. His voice was hoarse as he asked, “Doctor, how is she doing?” “Mr. Everett, the injury has been treated, and she is fine at the moment. However, she remains in critical condition. In case of complications, I'm afraid that...” Upon hearing this, Bruce staggered a little. “We must minimize her pain. Please use all possible means to help her.” “Mr. Everett, please rest assured. We will provide the best treatment to the patient. However, Mrs. Everett's highly agitated, so it would be best to have her consult with a psychologist. Otherwise, even the best treatment may not be effective.” “I understand.” Soon after, Joanna was wheeled into the intensive care unit.

Bruce followed along.

She lay on the hospital bed.

She was wearing an oxygen mask and had an IV line in her arm. Meanwhile, she looked pale and lifeless.

She appeared extremely unwell. Black and blue could be observed on her pale face, making her look like a deceased person in a mortuary.

Seeing her like this, his heart ached immensely that it felt as if it was about to shatter into pieces. “Joann, I'm sorry. I'm terribly sorry!” He knelt by the bedside, unable to control his tears of anguish.

He did not mean to hurt her, and he would much rather take the pain for her.

He had made a firm decision: if Joanna died, he would place the company’s assets into a trust fund and ensure the well-being of their children’s lives.

Then, he would join her in death.

On the hospital bed.

Joanna remained unconscious for several hours.

“Mummy... Mummy...” she kept murmuring in her dreams.

In her dream, she happily snuggled in her mother’s embrace.

Throughout her life, her mother had showered her with love, allowing her to experience true happiness. Despite growing up without her father’s presence, she still managed to lead a carefree and joyful life.

Unfortunately...

At the age of twelve, her mother’s depression worsened and eventually turned into cancer.

Since her mother’s passing, she was taken in by the Haynes family.

While she was with the Haynes family, Joanna was always cautious, striving to please everyone to the best of her abilities.