Chapter 777 Return Of Ex-wife

• The smokey session continued for a long time…. His wound was torn open, and bright red blood seeped through the gauze, dyeing the white gauze bright red. Unfortunately… The pain from his wound was catalyzed into a raging anger. He did not care. He let the blood flow freely…. As Joanna pushed and hit him, her hands were stained with blood. She was too scared to continue pushing him. His body temperature was terrifyingly high. It was not the body temperature of a normal person at all. He was having a high fever. “Bruce, you bastard, you lunatic.” “Do you want to die? Let go of me now…” Joanna cried in fear. From the intense resistance at the beginning to the heart-wrenching worry. Finally. She did not dare to resist anymore. She knew that the more she resisted, the more agitated he would become. She could only hug him tightly and begged him not to do this. “Bruce, stop… Let me take a look at your injuries…” If this continued, he would die.
• She was afraid of this man who was so evil till it drove him crazy. People often say that the woman a man loves the most is the one who always makes him smile. And women, on the other hand, love the man who always makes them cry. That was indeed the case. Women have no emotional fluctuations towards men they don’t love. They couldn’t care less about how he felt, as it was none of their concern. When a woman truly loves a man, every move made by him could affect her emotions. Sometimes, even if the man merely spouts the wrong words, it can make her sad and upset for a long time. “Bruce…” Tears filled Joanna’s eyes and slid helplessly onto the pillow. An hour later. The storm finally calmed down… Bruce’s eyes seemed to be burning like two balls of flames.
• “Honey, do you love me?” Joanna no longer had the strength to answer any of his questions. Her entire body was about to split open. “Cough cough…” Bruce coughed and fell onto the bed in a daze. In the past few days. He felt extreme anxiety every moment, and his wound had not been recovering well. His wound was inflamed, causing him to have a high fever. And now, his mind had finally relaxed. He could not hold on any longer. “Bruce… Bruce…”. Seeing this, Joanna could not stay angry with him. Enduring the pain, she struggled to sit up. She wanted to check where he was injured. How many injuries did he sustain? There was already a lot of blood being stained on the white bedsheets. “Hurry up and let me see it.” Joanna gently removed the gauze on his left shoulder, which was already on the verge of falling off. The gauze was removed. Joanna’s scalp went numb.