The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna)

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Chapter 661 Joanna could not fathom when Bruce would fully recover.

The doctors had even mentioned that he might never fully recover in his lifetime.

“I do not want to eat... | do not want to eat...” Bruce mumbled as he shook his head.

Joanna snapped out of her thoughts and used a spoon to scoop up the food on his plate. “Be good, finish these eggs,” she said, “and then you do not have to eat anymore.” Bruce was inwardly reluctant, but his subconscious told him that his wife would be unhappy if he refused. He reluctantly opened his mouth and said, “Fine.” He did not want to make his wife unhappy, so he only reluctantly opened his mouth, “Alright!” Joanna carefully fed him the remaining bites of eggs.

These eggs were laid by the chickens they raised in the backyard, and they were highly nutritious. She wanted him to have more.

In the city of Greyport, where land was scarce and expensive, only the wealthiest families could afford to have a dedicated area for raising chickens.

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After finishing their meal, the family gathered again for chitchat and took a stroll in the backyard.

Soon, it was nine o'clock, and the children knew it was time to bathe and sleep.

Similarly, Joanna and Bruce also prepared to rest for the night.

Miranda expressed concern and asked, “Joanna, where will Mr. Everett sleep tonight?” Joanna furrowed her brows. She was almost five months pregnant now, and her belly had grown.

Considering Bruce's disoriented state, sleeping together might risk harming the baby.

“Let him sleep in the master bedroom,” she said, “and prepare another guest room for me.” “Alright!” Miranda replied and quickly left to make the arrangements. “Bruce, it’s time to shower and sleep!” Joanna called out.

“Okay!” Bruce replied as he grinned foolishly at Joanna.

“You guys, take him for a shower,” Joanna instructed.

“Yes, Ms. Haynes,” the four male nurses, who were responsible for Bruce's private care and hygiene, replied respectfully.

Then, Joanna immediately led Bruce to the bathroom and handed him over to the nurses.

“Darling, do not leave... shower with me...” Bruce whined.

“No, we cannot shower together. You be good,” Joanna replied firmly, “and | will wait for you outside.” With that, Joanna headed to the guest room, which also had a bathtub. She felt exhausted and wanted to soak in warm water.

Ten minutes later, as the water had just been filled, Joanna had not even had a chance to undress when one of the male nurses rushed out of the bathroom, completely soaked. “Ms. Haynes, where are you...” he called out desperately.

Hearing the commotion, Joanna quickly stepped out of her bedroom. “What's going on?” she inquired.

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“Ms. Haynes, please go in and check! Mr. Everett is in a tantrum again,” the nurse replied frantically, “and insists on seeing you!” Upon hearing that, Joanna sighed inwardly, “This guy is not giving me any peace. He even made a fuss when | am just trying to take a shower.” “Alright, | got it,” Joanna replied.

Reluctantly, she shuffled toward Bruce's bathroom with her big belly. Inside the bathroom, the large bathtub was already filled with warm water.

However, the ones soaking in the tub were not Bruce but the other three male nurses.

Bruce had thrown them into the water and stood in the corner looking aggrieved and frightened.

Although he knew how to swim, he had experienced drowning twice before and, thus, had a subconscious fear of water.

When Bruce saw Joanna enter, he cried out, “Honey! They bullied me!” The nurses exchanged looks of speechlessness and helplessness.

They thought, “Who is bullying who? Besides, although his intellect has regressed, his combat abilities remain intact.” Bruce had been practicing martial arts and combat techniques since a young age and had reached the skills and abilities of a coach.

In the entire city of Greyport, hardly anyone could beat him in a hand-to-hand fight.

Now, he dared to claim he was bullied.

“There, there, do not cry!” Joanna said as she tried to console him. She was also at a loss.

It was one thing for his intelligence to decline, but becoming such a crybaby was utterly unexpected. He cried at the drop of a hat, which drove her crazy.

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