The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna) novel Chapter 1243

"Marcus..." Miya felt a lump in her throat as tears flowed down her face.

Marcus had already stopped breathing.

However, he died with grievances. His eyes were still wide open, and his murky eyes were filled with unwillingness and resentment.

"Marcus, you can rest in peace! I... will definitely complete the mission you gave me."

After saying that, Miya reached out and gently closed Marcus's eyes.

A business tycoon who dominated half of Greyport yet ended up in such a miserable state.

Greyport Hospital.

A week later.

Bruce had already undergone many medical repairs, and the effect was even more immediate.

"Mr. Everett, you can take a look at the final results!"

Bruce took the mirror and looked at himself.

His reflection in the mirror had deep facial features and bright eyes. He was even more handsome than before his accident.

The only thing that dissatisfied him was that his skin was a little too tender and pale, making him look like a playboy.

"Well, isn't my skin too pale? It makes me look like a sissy." Bruce looked left and right, not very satisfied with his skin.

"Uh..." The plastic surgeons were tongue-tied, not knowing what to say.

Countless male celebrities had to get injections of hyaluronic acid and all kinds of medical cosmetic treatments for their skin care.

Bruce, on the other hand, was complaining that his skin was too good.

Bruce frowned. "Forget it. I would be tanned after a few days."

He didn't like being so pale and tender. He still hoped that his appearance would be rougher, which could make him full of hormones and more manly.

"Fine, it's not bad. Thank you for your hard work!"

When the doctors heard this, they finally heaved a sigh of relief. "Thank you for your praise, Mr. Everett."

"Spread the message to the reporters that I'll be discharged tomorrow."

"Yes, Mr. Everett."

The next day.

Joanna personally came to the hospital to pick him up.

Although he was fine, he still pretended to be recovering from a serious illness. He sat weakly in the wheelchair with a thick blanket covering his body.

When the reporters received the news, they were already waiting at the entrance of the hospital.

Hundreds of security staff pulled up a long deterrent line to ensure the safety of the walkway.

"Look! Mr. Everett is coming out."

"Yes! I can't wait to go riding."

"Slow down. Don't run too fast."

Bruce held Joanna's shoulder and smiled dotingly. "Joann, don't worry! Everything will be fine."

"I hope so!" Joanna replied with a smile. At the same time, there was a faint sense of uneasiness in her heart.

Aria had not been heard from for several days.

Now that she thought about it, she was still worried that Aria would do something extremely dangerous as Bruce said. She might even lose her life.

She wasn't worried about Aria's safety, but that Aria would definitely ask Bruce for help after causing trouble.

Although Bruce kept saying that he would ignore Aria, Joanna knew him too well. He was a man who was stubborn but soft-hearted. Moreover, he took responsibility very seriously. If Aria was really in a situation of dying, he would definitely not stand by and do nothing.

"Bruce, didn't you say you wanted to quit that organization?"

"That's right! But they haven't approved it yet. They wanted me to recuperate for a while."

"So what's your plan now?"

"What do you think?" Bruce narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her dotingly and gently.

Joanna's heart skipped a beat. She frowned and said, "Can you stop being so ambiguous?

"I want you to give me a definite answer, not this kind of wavering one."