The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna)

Chapter 1177

“Bang!” A loud noise echoed. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

The glass shattered completely, and Bruce jumped in through the broken hole.

“Roar!” The two mastiffs let out muffled roars and snarled, lunging at him with bared teeth.

Driven by the desperation to save his daughter, Bruce quickly grabbed one of the mastiffs’ necks with

his hand and exerted a strong force.

The mastiff let out a miserable whimper as its neck was instantly broken.

With a “thud,” he tossed the lifeless dog carcass aside.

The other mastiff was frightened, arching its back in fear, and its fur standing on end. It took a few

steps back, intimidated by the sight.

Bruce’s eyes turned crimson, and a murderous aura filled the air as he glanced at the remaining

mastiff.

“Woof.” The mastiff trembled in fear, turning around and running back into the room.

Animals were very smart and knew what danger and fear were.

Bruce had no time to chase after and kill the dog. He rushed to Lilia’s side in anguish. “Lilia!”

“Sob, sob, sob, Daddy, please come and save me…” Lilia was so frightened that she almost lost

consciousness.

Lying on the ground pitifully, she kept calling for her daddy.

She didn’t know that her daddy had indeed come to save her. She was just instinctively calling out for

him.

After all, in her subconscious mind, her daddy was her guardian angel, her superhero who could do

anything.

Of course, Bruce truly lived up to that image in front of his daughter.

“Daddy, please come and save me, I’m scared…” Lilia cried out in panic.

Seeing her like this, Bruce’s heart ached as if it would shatter. He immediately rushed over and tightly

embraced his daughter. “Darling, it’s

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okay now, it’s okay. Daddy’s here to save you!”

“Ah, help!” Lilia was so frightened that she couldn’t recognize her dad. She was in a state of panic.

“Darling, don’t be afraid. I am Daddy, don’t be scared. Daddy’s here.” Bruce lovingly rubbed his

daughter’s head.

“Is it really you, Daddy?” Lilia, with teary eyes, weakly looked up.

“It’s Daddy. You’re safe now. With Daddy here, there’s nothing to fear.”

Even though Bruce wore a mask, she could still recognize his voice. “Waah!” Lilia burst into tears.

“Daddy, I knew you would come to save me. I knew it, I knew it, sob, sob, sob!”

“My sweet baby, it’s alright now, it’s alright.” Bruce’s throat tightened as he tightly embraced his

daughter, his eyes intensely reddened with emotion.

Meanwhile, Marlowe took the gun and walked out of the room with a sinister expression.

As a super-rich second-generation heir, he naturally had many bodyguards and assistants. However,

this was an apartment building with security guards at the entrance and regular patrols, and the

security measures were well done.

Therefore, there were no residential bodyguards but only two beautiful female nannies in the house.

“Bang!” A gunshot rang out.

Marlowe aimed at Bruce’s back and fired a shot.

Bruce reacted swiftly, rolling on the ground with his daughter in his arm. He narrowly avoided the

bullet.

Seeing this, Marlowe laughed sinisterly. “Bruce, is that you?

“Hehehe, you’re still wearing a mask. Are you too ashamed to show your face?”

“Bang, bang, bang!” Three more gunshots echoed.

Marlowe relentlessly fired at Bruce, leaving him no chance to fight back.

Fearing that the bullets might harm Lilia, Bruce could only hug her and

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take cover around the house.

Soon, the box of bullets was emptied.

Marlowe swiftly reloaded.

“Bruce, you have some skills dodging bullets like that. Let’s have a competition today to see if you can

dodge faster or if my bullets are faster!”

Marlowe sneered as he limped with his prosthetic leg and kept shooting at Bruce.

As sworn enemies, they were filled with intense hatred.

Today, they had to fight to the death.

Bruce hid behind the sofa with Lilia, temporarily ensuring his daughter’s safety.

His eyes narrowed, and he grabbed a fallen bottle, deliberately tossing it

outside.

Sensing the opportunity, Marlowe immediately aimed and fired.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

Seizing the moment when Marlowe fired, Bruce pounced out from behind the sofa like a ferocious tiger.

He knocked the gun out of Marlowe’s hand with a powerful palm.

His strength was astonishing, and Marlowe was sent flying with that slap.

“Ah!” Marlowe screamed in agony as he flew out.

Clang! Marlowe’s body crashed through the broken window. He was halfway outside the building.

His scalp tingled, and he quickly grabbed onto the window frame, preventing himself from falling.

Bruce stepped closer to the edge of the window, ominously staring at Marlowe hanging outside.

Marlowe’s back was covered in blood, his hands bleeding from the shattered glass, but he dared not let

go.

If he did, death awaited him.

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Bruce sneered, holding Marlowe’s tie like fishing, teasing him by swaying him outside the window.

It made Marlowe feel the fear and despair of being on the verge of death.

Marlowe’s courage completely shattered, and he desperately begged for mercy. “I was wrong, I was

wrong!

“Please pull me up. I don’t want to die! I surrender, Bruce! I won’t dare to cause you trouble again!”