Chapter 1006 Return Of Ex-wife

• “Hush… It’s okay. Patricia has gone home, eh? We can go and play with her later, how about that? Devin cried even more miserably. “Waah… Patricia… “Stop crying, kid. I’ll smack you if you cry again. Bruce was distraught by Devin’s crying. He was heavy–hearted, to begin with. After hearing his son’s crying, he became even more irritated. Joanna gently patted Devin’s back as she said to Bruce, “You should go upstairs and rest. Let me soothe him.” “Alright.” With a frown, Bruce walked upstairs with long strides. In the bedroom. As soon as Bruce took off his suit, his phone rang. Ring, ring, ring. He glanced at the caller ID and supposed it was Aria. “Hello!” On the other end of the phone, Aria’s voice came through, “Bruce, it’s me.” Without waiting for her to finish, he said abruptly, “I’ve already booked the ticket for tomorrow. Departure is at 8 in the morning, and I should arrive at around 11 at night.”
• “Then I’ll come pick you up.” “No need. I can make my own way.” ARE “Okay then. Get in touch with me when you arrive. I’ll arrange your accommodation.” “Will do.” After hanging up the phone, his brows furrowed again. Tomorrow, he would fly to Melta’s capital city. Lately, he had roughly learned some basic information. In the western part of Melta, there was a no man’s land called District 17. Melta’s scientists had built a secret research base inside it, dedicated to studying various types of humanoid genetic mutations. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org. Currently, there were inexplicable appearances of many unknown creatures worldwide, many of which were highly aggressive.
• Meanwhile, some of these creatures carried a large number of viruses, leading to continuous outbreaks of plagues in many countries around the world. These factors could not be ruled out as related to District 17. Downstairs. Joanna patiently coaxed her son. “Is Devin running a fever? Why is he crying non–stop? If He doesn’t calm down, I’ll have to call the doctor to have him looked at As she spoke, the leaned in and measured her son’s temperature with her head against his. He doesn’t have a fever. His head doesn’t feel warm at all. “Wash Devin’s cried desperately, rendering his eyes crimson weet baby, what’s wrong? Why are you crying nonstop? Joanna felt worn out from her efforts to console him. Since her return, the child had been crying for over 20 minutes.