The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna)

Chapter 920 Outside the courtyard, their daddy was indeed back.

However, Daddy looked haggard, unshaven, and much thinner.

“Daddy...” Davian and Irvin ran toward their daddy one after another.

When they arrived in front of their daddy, the two little guys were shocked. They looked at him as if he was a stranger.

It had only been a month since they last met, but their daddy seemed to have changed into a different person.

He looked a little dispirited. He had dark circles around his eyes as if he had not slept for a long time. He was a completely different person from the handsome and cool person he used to be.

“You two brats, don’t you know your daddy anymore?” Bruce smiled at his sons.

Only then did they confirm that it was Daddy.

“Daddy, we missed you so much.” The two little guys still fell into their daddy’s arms.

Tears welled up in Bruce's eyes as he rubbed the two little boys’ heads lovingly.

After not seeing them for a month, the two boys’ heads seemed to have become sharper and taller. It was obvious that they were well-developed and would definitely surpass their father’s height in the future.

“Have you been good at home?” “Did you do your homework?” Bruce asked subconsciously.

“Of course!” Bruce looked at the two guilty brats and said awkwardly, “Is that so? Bring your homework to Daddy for inspection later. If | find that you didn’t complete it on time, just wait to get punished.” Irvin smiled slyly and said mischievously, “Well... Why should a man make things difficult for a man?” “It wasn’t easy for Daddy to come back. Can't we talk about some nice topics that can improve our relationship as father and son?” Bruce frowned and grabbed Irvin's head like he was grabbing a basketball.

11:27 “You impudent brat. You haven't even grown up, yet you call yourself a man?” “I'll ground you for two days and you'll know how to be a man.” Irvin had always been a chatterbox. His little mouth would not stop talking all day long. His personality was not like Joanna's, nor was it like Bruce's.

Davian’s personality was very similar to Bruce's. He frowned like a mature little man. “...Daddy, why have you lost so much weight?” “That's right! We almost didn’t recognize you.” Bruce pursed his lips slightly and held the two little guys hands gently. “I'm still your father even if you don’t recognize me. Hurry up and enter the house.” “Daddy, are you tired? Let us massage your shoulders and back!” “Ha, there's no need.” “Daddy, where’s Mommy? Why didn’t she come back with you?” The two little boys couldn't help but ask.

“Daddy told you that Mommy isn’t feeling well and can’t come back for the time being.” Davian looked nervous and asked worriedly, “Then what illness does Mommy have?” Bruce's eyes darkened and he said softly, “Mommy was in a car accident previously and her mind is not clear now. She needs to be treated in the hospital.” The two little boys looked horrified when they heard that. “Oh my god, is it that serious?” “Can | go to the hospital?” “Daddy, let's go to the hospital to see Mommy. Mommy might get better when she sees me.” “It's not convenient for now. When Mommy gets better, Daddy will bring you to see Mommy.” He really couldn't let them see Joanna like this.

“Where's your brother?” Irvin shouted toward the servants’ room, “Miranda, Daddy is back.” When Miranda heard this, she hurriedly carried Devin out of the 24 11:28 servants’ room.

Seeing that Bruce had returned, she was even more surprised. “Mr. Everett, you're finally back.” “How’s Devin? Did he recover well after the surgery?” Bruce subconsciously took the child.

“Devin is recovering well, but he’s still a little noisy.” Bruce hugged his son. The little guy had obviously lost some weight. As soon as he picked him up, the little guy cried.

“Waaaaah!” Bruce quickly adjusted his posture. “Oh, oh, be good. Don't cry. Don't cry. It's Daddy. Don’t you recognize Daddy?” The little guy was already seven months old and was starting to recognize faces.

Bruce had not returned for a month. Now that he was unshaven, he looked as haggard as he could possibly be.

The little baby was so scared that he started crying.

“Mr. Everett, you haven't been back for too long. The child knows how to recognize people now! “Just let him get used to you for a couple of days.” “You'd better hurry upstairs to take a shower and change your clothes.” “Ok,” Bruce responded faintly and handed the little baby back to Miranda.

Then, Bruce walked upstairs with heavy steps.

With every step, his legs felt as heavy as lead.

He was uneasy and anxious, but he was still worried about Joanna.

When he thought about how she was fighting with the drug addiction, his heart could not help but feel a tearing pain.

Back in the bedroom.

Bruce loosened his tie and took off his white shirt.

There were a few more wounds on his tall and 33 war back. His abs were even more prominent, perhaps because he had lost weight.

Bare-chested, he collapsed onto the soft bed.

He was really too tired to even take a shower.

11:28 When he was in the hospital, he was very tense and did not feel so tired.

Now that he was lying on the bed, he actually fell into a deep sleep in less than three seconds.

Downstairs.

The two little fellows were still muttering non-stop.

“Davian, what happened to Daddy and Mommy?” “I don’t know. Daddy looks tired.” “However, it's always a good thing that Daddy found Mommy,” Davian comforted his younger brother sensibly.

“It's almost ten o'clock. Let's go to bed.” “Yes, yes.” Bruce slept for more than an hour.

His body jerked violently as if he had been woken up from a nightmare. He suddenly opened his eyes. “Joann...” Bruce opened his eyes.

His heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of his chest.

Several minutes passed.

Only then did his anxiety and anxiety gradually subside.

During this period of time, he was really too nervous.

He checked the time.

He had only slept for an hour.

However, after lying down, he could not fall asleep.

Then, he took out a cigarette and stood on the balcony to smoke.

One stick after another, he smoked half a box in a row. The entire balcony was filled with smoke.

“It's already so difficult to quit using medication, let alone... quit drugs.” Bruce casually extinguished the cigarette butt and felt uneasy.