The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife by Zara Gibbon

Chapter 1080

Jaydon pondered for a few seconds and said in a low voice, “Bruce is very dangerous. You have to be

careful.”

Joanna’s heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously turned around to look.

Inside the house, Bruce and the four children were gathered together as if they were playing a game. Jaydon

continued, “Joann, I’m not trying to scare you or drive a wedge between you. Bruce has a lot of secrets, and he’s

related to District 17 from Melta.”

“How did you find out?”

“I…” Jaydon frowned and hesitated.

He was an expert hacker. It was easy for him to hack into the local cybersecurity system.

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He could easily crack the defense official website of Melta. Naturally, he could see many unknown things. “Even if

it’s true, so what?” Joanna replied casually.

Now, even if Bruce was really a heinous wanted criminal, she would not leave him.

“In short, I haven’t completely investigated it yet. You have to be careful. I’ll tell you after I’ve investigated

thoroughly.” Jaydon looked at Joanna solemnly.

Hearing Jaydon’s words, Joanna’s heart tightened. She subconsciously said, “I just feel that he’s different from

before. He seems to have changed into a different person.

“I don’t know if it’s because of the nerve damage in his brain.”

When Jaydon heard this, he said with a heavy expression, “That’s the main point. It’s very likely that he… isn’t Bruce

at all.”

Jaydon also sensed that something was wrong.

What kind of person was Bruce? He knew it too well. Every time Bruce saw him, he would definitely not give him a

good attitude.

Moreover, he had even left his wallet in no man’s land. There was a miniature family photo in the wallet. According

to Bruce’s personality, it was impossible for him to lose something as important as his wallet in the car.

There was only one explanation. He must have been arrested, or dead.

“What?”

When Joanna heard this, her entire body trembled as if she had been struck by lightning. “Joann, be careful.”

“Jay… I also have a premonition that he’s not Bruce…” Joanna’s legs went soft and she almost fell.

Jaydon quickly supported her. “You have to pretend that nothing happened now. Pretend that you don’t know

anything.

“If he really isn’t Bruce, then he’s probably a terrorist. You have to be careful. It’s best not to let him get close to

the children. You have to find a way to stay away from him. Otherwise, I’m afraid he’ll do you harm.”

“I…” Joanna’s heart was beating wildly.

“I’ll stay in Greyport for this period of time and continue to investigate the truth. If you feel that something is wrong,

call me immediately.”

“Okay, I got it!”

“Then I’ll leave first, I still have something to deal with.”

“Okay.”

“Be careful,” Jaydon said worriedly before turning to leave.

After Jaydon left, Joanna stood rooted to the ground for a long time, unable to regain her senses.

If the person in the room was really not Bruce, then who was he?

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Could it be that Aria had deliberately cloned Bruce?

Yes, that must be it…

Aria was still obsessed with Bruce. She wanted to keep the real Bruce. So, Aria cloned a fake person to fool her.

“Aria, you’re really unscrupulous for Bruce!” Joanna was anxious.

Seeing that Joanna did not return to the house for a long time, Bruce walked out of the house. “Joann, what’s

wrong?

“Why are you standing here still? Are you cold?” As Bruce spoke, he put a coat on her.

Joanna turned around and looked at Bruce. Her eyes could not help but turn red.

Seeing this, Bruce quickly comforted her gently. “Honey, did something happen?” “No, no,” Joanna replied stiffly.

“It’s so cold outside, and you’re not feeling well. Hurry up and enter the house!”

“Okay.”

Bruce held Joanna’s shoulder and walked into the house together.

Although Joanna was very resistant to his touch in her heart, in order to avoid revealing any flaws, she could only

brace herself and accept it.

Back in the house, Davian ran over happily. “Daddy, can you play games with us?”

“Uh, let’s wait for a while!” Bruce smiled at Davian.

Irvin brought out a plate of grilled sausages. “Haha, Daddy, try this. It’s delicious. I grilled them myself.” Bruce took

the sausage handed over by Irvin and took a bite with relish. “Mmm, not bad. It’s indeed delicious. My son is really

capable!”

Lilia was also excited as she slowly walked toward him. “Daddy, look at me. I can already walk ten steps.” “Come

on, baby. You’re the best.”

Davian, Irvin, and Lilia surrounded Bruce happily.

Devin also joined in the fun and surrounded Bruce, asking for a hug.

“That’s great. Alas, don’t move around. Be careful not to fall.” Bruce carefully took care of each child. His

expression was filled with fatherly love.

Joanna stood at the side in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Christmas was just a few days away.

Now that the children were so attached to their father, she really could not bear to expose the fact. Especially since

she didn’t know if the real Bruce was alive or dead. If he really… left this world…

The children could not live without their father.

Even if the Bruce in front of her was fake, she had to let him continue staying at home for the sake of the children.

In particular, if the shareholders of Everett Group knew that Bruce was dead, they would probably be tempted to

take over Everett Group again.

After all, the Everett family had too many assets, and there were even more people who were jealous. With Bruce

around, no one dared to have any ill intentions. If he was no longer around, how could Joanna and her children fight

against a group of cunning men alone?

In an instant, all kinds of possibilities ran through Joanna’s mind. In the end, she decided not to expose this fake

Bruce for the time being and not to let the children lose their fatherly love.

No matter what, she had to find the real Bruce first.”

At night, Joanna returned to the bedroom very late.

Seeing this, Bruce asked with concern, “Joann, what’s wrong? You look a little unhappy. Are you feeling unwell?”

“I’m fine. It’s just that my stomach hurts a little. It might be because of my period,” Joanna said as she lay

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down beside the bed.

“Oh, let me get you a cup of water!” Bruce said and got out of bed to pour Joanna a cup of water. “Honey, come

and drink some water. It may ease the hurt in your stomach.”

“Thank you.” Joanna smiled.

“You’re welcome. Rest early.” Bruce looked at her very gently and rubbed his hands together to warm them up

before putting them on her abdomen.

There was no hint of conspiracy on his face.

“Is this better? You may get cold. You breathed in a lot of cold air when you stood outside the house for so long

during the day.”

Joanna’s face was calm, but her heart was anxious.

She still couldn’t stand his touch.

Then, she lifted the blanket and prepared to get up.

“Honey, where are you going?” Bruce sat up in confusion.

Joanna replied perfunctorily, “I’m a little hungry. I’ll go down and find something to eat.

“You sleep first! Don’t worry about me. I might not sleep until late.”

Bruce looked hesitant but didn’t say anything.

Joanna put on her shoes and hurried out of the bedroom.

She went downstairs.

Joanna sat on the sofa with a heavy heart. Her mind was in a mess and she was extremely afraid.

“Bruce, where are you now? Come back quickly. I’m so scared. I’m really scared.

“I really don’t know what to do. Where the hell are you? How can I find you?

“God, please. Don’t torture us anymore. Don’t let us be separated again. Bruce, come back quickly. The children

and I can’t live without

you…”

In District 17, a beast-like monster was trapped inside the huge tempered glass.

The monster’s hair was disheveled, and its eyes were as red as blood. Its skin was grayish-green as if it was

covered in a layer of scales.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Loud crashing sounds came from inside the glass cover.

The iron chain that was as thick as an arm was being pulled and torn apart crazily.

“Oh my god…” The excitement in the eyes of the scientists gradually turned into horror.

The results of this experiment had already exceeded their expectations.

“Professor Mullins, what should we do now? Subject 807 is too manic…”