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The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife by Zara Gibbon

Chapter 781
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Chapter 781

He was so big and tall, yet he talked coquettishly like a girl. It was really… unbearable.

If outsiders heard that, they would not believe that someone like Mr. Everett would act cute.

“Hurry up and sleep! What do you want to eat tonight?

“I’ll get the servants to prepare dinner now.”

Bruce frowned. “I don’t have much of an appetite. I don’t want to eat anything.”

“Then I’d better get the servants to prepare dinner according to the menu.”

When Bruce heard that, he looked at Joanna quietly. “Honey, why don’t you make me a bowl of spaghetti? I haven’t

eaten the spaghetti made by you in a long time. I really want to eat it.”

“Alright, sleep well first. I’ll make it for you when you wake up.”

“Okay. I love you. Hug me,” Bruce said dotingly as his eyelids slightly drooped and closed.

Bruce had not really slept much these few days. He was anxious and agitated, which caused his wound to be very

inflamed.

It was his determination that had kept him going.

Now that he was relaxed, he fell into a deep slumber less than two minutes after he closed his eyes.

His entire face was flushed, and only his lips were dry and pale. He looked like he was critically ill

Although Joanna disliked Bruce for having a foul mouth, she was still worried about his injury.

She subconsciously touched his forehead and felt that it was exceptionally feverish.

He had a high fever of at least 104 degrees Fahrenheit.

“Oh dear, why is he so feverish?

“I take my hat off to him. He doesn’t care despite having a serious fever…”

Joanna frowned and quickly went downstairs to get a few ice packs to apply on his forehead to cool him down.

At the same time, she placed ice packs under his armpits and knees.

He might have a foul mouth, but his condition was really not optimistic.

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If he contracted sepsis, his life would really be in danger….

Bruce had fallen asleep.

Joanna could not afford to be careless. She kept vigil by his side to observe his reaction at any time.

The caregiver and family doctor were also on standby for emergency treatment outside.

Downstairs, the servants worked extra hard today, and their faces were filled with delighted smiles.

Although Joanna treated them quite well and the property rights of the house had also been transferred to Joanna,

the servants still felt that Mr. Everett was the male owner and their boss.

Now that the boss was finally back, the servants were, of course, happy.

“That’s great. That’s really great.”

“Mr. and Mrs. Everett have reconciled. It’s really a joyous occasion. These days, I’d been afraid that they’d really

break up.”

“Great, Mr. Everett is finally back. I hope the couple won’t have any more conflicts.”

Another servant added, “Mr. Everett looks sick and pale!”

“That couldn’t be, right? Why didn’t I notice?”

“Didn’t you notice it in the afternoon? Mr. Everett looked very haggard and sallow as if he was seriously ill.

“Also, Dr. Dotson just came over.”

“Oh, maybe Mr. Everett had been too depressed! After all, Mr. Everett had been angry with Mrs. Everett for so

many days. It’s inevitable that he’d look a little haggard.”

“Then let’s make a few more dishes today to welcome Mr. Everett.”

“Of course, we must…”

In the blink of an eye, five to six hours passed.

Bruce slept very soundly until ten o’clock in the evening.

He had slept for five to six hours yet showed no signs of waking up.

Seeing this, Joanna was still a little worried. She wanted to wake him up to eat something, but she also wanted him

to sleep a little longer.

A buzzing sound was heard.

Bruce’s phone suddenly vibrated.

Joanna heard it and subconsciously took a look.

In the past, she did not have the habit of looking at his phone.

But today, for some reason, she wanted to look at his phone.

She had a feeling that it was Aria who had called him.

She tried to endure it again and again…

Joanna could not help but take Bruce’s phone.

Bruce was strange. He had never set a password for his phone. Moreover, he had never deleted chat records and

such

Therefore, she did not have to waste much effort to peek at the secrets in his phone.

But then again, Bruce broke countless phones in a year, so he did not have to set a password frequently.

Joanna picked up the phone to take a look. It was indeed a call from Antlen.

“It’s Aria again. She’s really persistent.”

Joanna frowned as anger rose in her heart.

She really wanted to answer Aria’s call and scold her.

But after thinking about it, Joanna restrained herself.

“Forget it. There’s no need to argue with such a person!” Joanna put down Bruce’s phone.

Bruce was right. She should have confidence in herself.

Previously, she had been too inferior and thought that Bruce would not love her sincerely. Therefore, she had not

trusted him.

But now…

She already knew that Bruce truly loved her.

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After all, he transferred more than 14 billion dollars worth of assets to her last month. There were still assets being

transferred to her name now.

He said that if he was merely putting on a show, he did not have to really do it. With that much money, he could

have found countless beautiful women.

The phone rang a few times and automatically hung up.

After a while, a beeping sound was heard. Aria sent a text message.

[Bruce, have you reached Greyport?]

[I’m worried about you. Can you give me a call? I really don’t have any ill intentions toward you. I’m very sorry.]

[I’m sorry. Please forgive me.]

[I’m preparing for surgery next week. I’ll leave my life to fate. I wish you and your wife happiness.]

Joanna was speechless. After reading the text message, Joanna frowned.

She thought at first that Aria would send Bruce all kinds of love messages.

She was surprised that Aria really had cancer.

However, this could also be one of Aria’s tricks.

Just like how Bruce used a ruse to evoke her sympathy, Aria could also have used one on Bruce.

A buzzing sound was heard.

The phone rang again.

Joanna pondered for a few seconds and could not help but answer the call.

“Hello, Bruce. Are you still angry with me?

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m so, so sorry. Please forgive me. I really didn’t want to destroy your family. And I certainly

didn’t

want to sabotage your relationship with your wife.

“I just… I just…” As Aria spoke, she could not help but cry.

Aria thought it was Bruce who answered the phone.

Joanna felt even more annoyed when she heard Aria’s words.

“Miss Bridges, it’s me.”

Aria was speechless and stunned, and she suddenly stopped talking.