El regreso de su inigualable ex esposa novel Chapter 663

Chapter 663

Joanna slept deeply through the night.

It was already past four in the early morning when she woke up.

Feeling her arm numb, Joanna opened her eyes groggily. Bruce was slumped over at the bedside, still asleep, with his hand tightly gripping hers.

His drool had even flowed onto her arm, and his head rested on her arm, making it numb.

Joanna tried to pull her hand away, but it failed as Bruce was still deeply asleep.

Unable to free her hand, Joanna sighed softly. She had to turn to lie on her side.

At the same time, she reached out her other hand and gently touched his head. A scar, which was a few inches long, remained above his left eyebrow, adding a touch of world-weariness to his appearance.

Despite Joanna’s gentle movements, she still woke Bruce up. “Honey, you’re awake!” He chirped.

“Mm, it’s already past four in the morning; you should go back to your room and sleep!” Joanna replied.

Bruce rubbed his eyes and spoke with a tinge of guilt, “I won’t go anywhere. I want to stay here with you. Darling, I really did not mean to hurt you. You can hit me if you want. Just don’t be mad at me, okay?”

Joanna did not say anything but looked at him tenderly.

Then, she moved slightly to the side and said, “Then lie down and sleep! How can you sleep well while sitting on a chair?”

When Bruce heard this, his face lit up with surprise, and he carefully asked, “Honey, can I lie down here?”

“Of course, you can,” Joanna responded.

The bed was large, 7.8 feet long and 6.6 feet wide, with plenty of space for the two of them.

Without hesitation, Bruce obediently lay beside Joanna, curling up his body and cautiously watching her.

He did not dare to touch her.

“Honey, can I touch our baby? Don’t worry. I’ll be very gentle, and I would not hurt the baby,” Bruce asked with great care and a pitiful look.

Joanna felt an indescribable mix of emotions upon hearing his words. She gently took his hand and placed it on her lower abdomen.

As if he was touching a bomb, he caressed Joanna’s abdomen with extreme caution. He cooed, “My baby, you’re alright.” Joanna felt a tinge of soreness in her nose and was at a loss for words when she witnessed him so nervous and submissive.

In the past, he was the absolute dominant one in bed.

Whatever he wanted, he would achieve it. Sometimes, even being held by him was a form of torture.