The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna)

Chapter 730 Meanwhile, Joanna was in the ward.

Joanna's anesthesia gradually subsided, and the wound began to hurt.

Although she had taken a painkiller, she still couldn't help but feel the pain. She couldn't fall asleep at all.

Bruce stood guard at the side. He felt sorry for her. “Honey, it must be painful.” Joanna closed her eyes in a daze. The doctor injected her with more painkillers.

After the medicine took effect, the pain subsided a little.

Generally speaking, although the baby was premature, it was still a close call. It was far smoother than when she gave birth to her firstborn.

When she gave birth to the triplet, she had no experience at all. She was busy with work, and there was no one to take care of her. She almost died giving birth to them, and it was all thanks to Jaydon that she was sent to the hospital in time.

Therefore, she had always regarded Jaydon as her savior. Without him, she and the children would probably be buried in the grave.

It was soon the second day after Joanna delivered the baby.

After a night of rest, Joanna felt a little better.

Bruce stayed by her side and asked from time to time, “Honey, are you feeling better? Does the wound still hurt?” “Yes, it hurts!” “Doctor, inject more painkillers for my wife. | want the best.” “Mr. Everett, don’t worry! | just changed the medicine. When the medicine takes effect, the wound won't hurt much.” “Okay.” As they were speaking, the nutritionist pushed the cart into the ward.

“Mrs. Everett, it's time for your meal.” “Oh, okay.” The postpartum meal was quite rich. There were eight dishes, a broth, and a dessert. It was a balance of meat and vegetables with a fresh fruit salad.

All of them were quite exquisite.

Joanna felt a little hungry. She had not eaten anything for the entire day yesterday. Today, she was in better spirits and began to feel hungry.

The nurse used a remote control to raise the bed and set up the special table in the ward. The dishes were placed on the table one by one.

“Honey, I'll feed you!” “You don't have to do that...” Joanna was not used to being fed.

Unfortunately, she felt a piercing pain in her belly and could not even sit up straight. She could only lean against the soft headboard. It was inconvenient for her to hold his fork..

“I'll feed you!” Bruce smiled dotingly. He picked up the bowl and scooped a spoonful of broth for Joanna.

“Here, have some broth first.” “Open your mouth. Drink slowly.” Bruce carefully fed Joanna.

Joanna was hungry. She did not reject him and opened her mouth obediently.

Bruce fed her, and she ate obediently. Watching Joanna eat bite by bite, he felt a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

It turned out that caring for the person he loved felt blissful.

Fifteen minutes passed...

Joanna was already full. She couldn't eat anymore.

Although there were still many dishes left, she could not finish them. After all, she had been lying down for an entire day. “Eat more!” I'm full” Meanwhile, Joanna was in the ward.

Joanna's anesthesia gradually subsided, and the wound began to hurt.

Although she had taken a painkiller, she still couldn't help but feel the pain. She couldn't fall asleep at all.

Bruce stood guard at the side. He felt sorry for her. “Honey, it must be painful.” Joanna closed her eyes in a daze. The doctor injected her with more painkillers.

After the medicine took effect, the pain subsided a little.

Generally speaking, although the baby was premature, it was still a close call. It was far smoother than when she gave birth to her firstborn.

When she gave birth to the triplet, she had no experience at all. She was busy with work, and there was no one to take care of her. She almost died giving birth to them, and it was all thanks to Jaydon that she was sent to the hospital in time.

Therefore, she had always regarded Jaydon as her savior. Without him, she and the children would probably be buried in the grave.

It was soon the second day after Joanna delivered the baby.

After a night of rest, Joanna felt a little better.

Bruce stayed by her side and asked from time to time, “Honey, are you feeling better? Does the wound still hurt?” “Yes, it hurts!” “Doctor, inject more painkillers for my wife. | want the best.” “Mr. Everett, don’t worry! | just changed the medicine. When the medicine takes effect, the wound won't hurt much.” “Okay.” As they were speaking, the nutritionist pushed the cart into the ward.

“Mrs. Everett, it’s time for your meal.” “Oh, okay.” The postpartum meal was quite rich. There were eight dishes, a broth, and a dessert. It was a balance of meat and vegetables with a fresh fruit salad.

All of them were quite exquisite.

Joanna felt a little hungry. She had not eaten anything for the entire day yesterday. Today, she was in better spirits and began to feel hungry.

The nurse used a remote control to raise the bed and set up the special table in the ward. The dishes were placed on the table one by one.

“Honey, I'll feed you!” “You don't have to do that...” Joanna was not used to being fed.

Unfortunately, she felt a piercing pain in her belly and could not even sit up straight. She could only lean against the soft headboard. It was inconvenient for her to hold his fork.

“I'll feed you!” Bruce smiled dotingly. He picked up the bowl and scooped a spoonful of broth for Joanna.

“Here, have some broth first.” “Open your mouth. Drink slowly.” Bruce carefully fed Joanna.

Joanna was hungry. She did not reject him and opened her mouth obediently.

Bruce fed her, and she ate obediently. Watching Joanna eat bite by bite, he felt a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

It turned out that caring for the person he loved felt blissful.

Fifteen minutes passed...

Joanna was already full. She couldn't eat anymore.

Although there were still many dishes left, she could not finish them. After all, she had been lying down for an entire day.

“Eat more!” “I'm full” “Drink some more broth, then! There is still so much left!” “I really can't eat anymore. | can’t drink anymore.” Joanna pushed away the spoon that he brought to her mouth.

“Alright then!” Bruce did not continue.

Looking at the leftovers, she had only eaten a third of them. She had only eaten one or two bites of a few dishes.

Then, Bruce picked up his fork and started eating casually. He also drank the remaining half a bow! of broth.

The maids watched from the side, and their jaws almost dropped.

Gosh! This was the first time Bruce had eaten someone else's leftovers.

His diet had always been extremely picky. Not to mention eating other people's leftovers. Even if it were a top chef who racked his brains to make fresh dishes for him, he would still be picky.

Now, he was eating Mrs. Everett's leftover confinement meal with relish.

Joanna didn’t eat much during the meal. Bruce ate happily.

Those who didn’t know better would think he was in postpartum recovery, not Joanna.

“Are you full?” Joanna asked, both angry and amused.

“Yes, I'm full.” “I'm fine. You can work today if you have something on in the company.” Bruce rinsed his mouth with mouthwash and frowned. “I can’t leave you here alone. Giving birth to a baby is a big deal. Of course, | have to stay here with you.” Joanna's gaze darkened.

Yesterday, his meeting at the company was interrupted. Today, he was staying in the hospital for another day. What would happen to the company then? Everett Group had not been managed for more than half a year. Now, he had to correct many things.

“You'd better go back to the company! “Doctors, nurses, and even postpartum nurses are here to care for me. I'm fine.” Bruce thought for a moment. “Alright then! I'll go to the company to settle some matters. I'll rush back to accompany you in the afternoon.” “Okay.” “Be good. Don't let your imagination run wild. Take good care of your body.” Joanna didn’t say anything. Her beautiful eyes revealed a trace of resentment.

“Bruce, don't you ever lie to me again! “If you lie to me again, | really won't forgive you.” When Bruce heard this, he looked away before he said, “Yes, | swear! | won't lie to you again.” Joanna took a deep breath and warned him again, “I'll forgive you one last time. I'm serious this time. If you lie to me again, our relationship will be completely over.” Bruce dared not look at her in the eyes.

There were some things that he really couldn't tell Joanna.

He had to keep it a secret until the day of his death.

“Joann, | can swear to the heavens that | love you. | will only love you for the rest of my life. I will never love anyone else.” Bruce swore but avoided that topic.

When Joanna heard this, her anger flared up. “I'm telling you not to lie to me again.” “Alright, I'll try my best!” Joanna's eyes widened as she looked at him. “Try your best? “You mean you'll still lie to me, right?” Bruce reacted and quickly shook his head to deny it. “Nol | mean, I'll try my best not to lie to you! “But you know that sometimes, some things can be overlooked!” When Joanna heard this, the anger in her immediately surged again. “What do you mean by that? Bruce, what exactly do you mean by that?” Seeing that Joanna was angry, Bruce quickly explained, “Joann, don’t be agitated. | mean... Sigh, | don’t know how to say it.

“In short, it's inevitable that | forget to tell you sometimes. When you ask later, you'll think I'm lying to you.

“For example, if | don't like chili, then if you made it for me personally, even if | don't, I'll subconsciously say that | like it. Is this considered lying to you?” Joanna's eyes widened. “That definitely doesn’t count! I'm talking about something important and against my principle. Don't lie to me again!” “Alright, alright, alright. Calm down!” “I'll report something to you now in case you get angry when you find out in the future.” “What is it?” “Erm, I'm going to pick up a friend this afternoon,” Bruce replied hesitantly.

Seeing his unnatural expression, a trace of suspicion arose in Joanna's heart. “What friend? A male or female?” “A classmate!” “A male or female?” Joanna only wanted to know if it was male or female.

Bruce hesitated for a few seconds before replying honestly, “A female.” “A female or just a classmate?” Joanna's expression turned gloomy as she looked at Bruce resentfully.

He was already in his thirties but still in contact with his female classmates? Moreover, he hadn't even finished university and left campus for over ten years.

He actually contacted a female classmate? “What's your relationship with her?” “No, it's nothing. We were just... ordinary schoolmates.” When Joanna heard this, her expression had turned gloomy.

Looking at his guilty reaction, this female classmate’s relationship with him was not ordinary.

“Really? Don't lie to me.” “I am not lying.” “Bruce, you said that you wouldn't lie to me! If | knew that you lied to me, do you know the consequences?” Bruce pursed his lips and braced himself to say, “Erm. Heh... When we were in our teenage years and first understood love, we had a good impression of each other.

“But that can’t be considered love. | was so young and didn’t know anything!” The more Bruce spoke, the more guilty he felt. His expression was also complicated.

When Joanna heard this, her expression turned even uglier.

In that case, wasn't that his first love? He even said that it was alright. If nothing was between them, why would she still look for him after being separated for more than ten years? He even wanted to go and pick her up personally! “Hmph!” Joanna snorted and turned her head to the side.

She knew that a scumbag like him would not change easily.

It was true that he loved her, but it could not stop him from loving others too! forced me.

Men could say they loved more than one person. They could really love a few women at the same time. Seeing that Joanna was angry, Bruce quickly comforted her. “Look! | didn’t want to tell you, but you “You got angry again because I told you. So, | don’t want to tell you too much about things like this.” Joanna was even angrier when she heard that and snapped. “Then, stop talking! I'm not angry. Go and pick up your female classmate, then.” Bruce did not know what to do and looked at her aggrievedly.

Sometimes, women liked to be sarcasticl He couldn't tell if she was being serious or sarcastic! “Joann, can we talk about it nicely? Don’t get angry so easily.”