The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna)

Chapter 1195

Yanice Group.

The luxurious and impressive office exuded an overwhelmingly gloom.

Marcus sat on the leather swivel chair and coughed non-stop. “Cough, cough… Cough, cough…”

The hoarse and short cough sounded like a broken bellow that had leaked air.

The beautiful secretary beside him quickly took out a white handkerchief and wiped the phlegm from

the corner of his mouth.

“Is everything done?”

The subordinate guarding at the side replied solemnly, “Mr. Yanice, don’t worry. It’s already done!”

“Bruce was shot in the heart. Even if he didn’t die on the spot, he’d still die when sent to the hospital.

We have people in the hospital. We definitely won’t let him leave alive.”

Marcus frowned slightly. The two deep tear troughs on his cheekbones looked more like two sharp

knives. “Yes, that’s good!”

“You may leave!”

“Yes!” The subordinate bowed and left.

“Cough, cough, cough!” Marcus coughed a few more times and stood up shakily.

The beautiful secretary immediately and considerately supported him and walked towards the floor-to-

ceiling windows.

Marcus arrived at the window.

Through the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, one could look down and see half of Greyport. Looking

at the lights outside, grief still enveloped Marcus’ heart.

“My son, rest well! Daddy… has avenged you.”

As Marcus spoke, he couldn’t help but pant a few times.

Marlowe might have been a constant disappointment, but he was still

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Marcus’ son. His son died before him, and the pain of losing him was still difficult for him to bear.

Even though he had finally avenged his son, he still felt like two rocks were weighing down on his

heart. Ever since his son died, he had fallen ill quickly and was afraid he would not live long.

Now, he had to choose the most suitable successor as soon as possible. Unfortunately, his three sons

were all disappointments.

The eldest was a psychopath, the second was a drug addict, and the third

was gay.

Probably because he had done so many evil deeds in the first half of his life, karma fell on his son.

Ritz Villa.

Bruce ended his call and was about to see his daughter.

Perhaps it was because he drove too quickly, but his brain felt like a

needle had pricked him. It was so painful that he almost fainted.

“Ouch…”

Seeing this, Joanna was shocked. “Bruce, what’s wrong?”. Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

“…It’s nothing. My head hurts a little.” After Bruce finished speaking, his feet swayed.

He almost lost his balance.

“Bruce, Bruce…” Joanna hurriedly lifted the blanket and staggered off the bed to help him.

Unfortunately, he was too tall and burly. Joanna couldn’t help him at all.

She could only drag his arm and make him sit on the bed. “Be careful. Someone is coming.”

Bruce’s vision went dark, and his brain went blank for seven to eight seconds.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

Joanna was so anxious that she was about to cry. “Bruce, how do you feel?”

Bruce’s pupils focused. Looking at Joanna’s anxious expression, he smiled

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at-her. “I’m fine. I have a headache!”

“Lie down. I’ll call the doctor now!”

“No need…” Bruce said as he pulled Joanna and hugged her tightly.

“Let me rest for a bit. I’ll be fine after a while.”

“Are you sure you’re alright?” Joanna looked at him with despair. She could not help but reach out and

massage his temples.

He had two electronic microchips implanted into his brain.

Until now, these two microchips were still in his brain.

According to the most recent medical studies, taking them out would not be very difficult.

However, he had already undergone two craniotomies. If he underwent another craniotomy, he did not

know the repercussions.

“Silly, why are you crying?”

Tears welled up in Joanna’s eyes as she hugged him tightly. “It’s nothing. I feel terrible!”

In the past, Bruce was so high-spirited and arrogant.

But now, he was covered in wounds and had become neither human nor ghost. He did not even dare to

appear in front of the public with his actual appearance.