The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna)

Chapter 43

Back then, he didn't get a good look at the girl's face.

But at this moment, he seemed to remember it.

The girl who saved him had hair so long that it almost twisted around his neck in the water, and Roxanne had never had such long hair. However, after he was rescued to the shore and woke up, the first person he saw was Roxanne.

So, he had subconsciously assumed that it was Roxanne who had saved him.

Joanna coughed violently and was totally drained. After being in the ocean for so long, she had choked on quite a lot of seawater. Even though she could float well, she certainly felt quite helpless as she had to drag such a well-built man with her.

The two of them were bobbing in the water, only about ten meters away from the shore.

If she was swimming back to the shore alone, she could probably do it in less than a minute.

However, she was now dragging Bruce with her and struggled in the water for over ten minutes. before finally reaching the shore. Joanna continued to cough as she staggered up the steps on the shore and was so exhausted that she was on the brink of collapse.

She couldn't move Bruce at all, much less bring him all the way to the shore.

In the end, she could only drag him a little so that the upper half of his body was lying on the steps, making sure that he wouldn't drown or suffocate.

"Bruce, wake up!" she called out while still coughing.

Bruce was half-conscious, but he couldn't open his eyes no matter how hard he tried.

Joanna shook him hard and immediately performed a few rounds of CPR on him.

Bruce finally opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of seawater, his breathing becoming much smoother.

Joanna was relieved to see him wake up.

However, he had banged his head hard and was losing a lot of blood.

He had to be sent to a hospital immediately.

Several people had gathered on the shore, pointing at them and commenting among themselves.

"Help! Please call an ambulance for us!" Joanna staggered ashore to ask for help.

As he looked at the back of her thin, delicate figure, Bruce instantly had a moment of deja vu.

His brain rewound like a tape as he searched within his memories.

Finally, the image of a delicate figure with long, wet hair froze in his mind.

He totally remembered it now.

Ten years ago, it was exactly like this, too.

The girl dragged him to the shore and ran off, anxiously asking for help.

And when he woke up. Roxanne was there, taking care of him.

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Thus, his memories had gotten messed up, and he had mistakenly thought that it was Roxanne who had saved him.

That was also the day he began to take a liking to Roxanne.

Before that, he was in love with the long-haired Joanna.

Joann..." Bruce lifted his arm as he called out weakly.

On the shore, several cars headed toward them at top speed.

Over a dozen people got out of their cars and came down the coast to help!

Bruce's bodyguards and assistants had tracked the car's location via the GPS and hurried over.

"Mr. Everett is here. Hurry up!"

The bodyguards made it down to the coast, immediately lifting Bruce into a car and rushing him to the hospital.

Meanwhile, Andy stayed back to deal with the police.

Once they arrived at the hospital, Bruce was sent straight to the emergency room, while Joanna was sent to a treatment room as well. She had several scratches on her body from the broken glass of the car window. Some of the cuts were deep and needed stitches. Overall, though, she wasn't as badly hurt as Bruce.

Soon, Margaret, Roxanne, Ingrid, Shaun, and many more rushed to the hospital.

"Bruce!"

"Bruce!"

"Please don't worry, Old Mrs. Everett. Mr. Everett has just gotten a few stitches and is now awake."

Margaret heard that, but her heart was still full of worry.

She hurried into the ward to check on Bruce.

He was the only son of the Everett family.

If anything happened to him, the Everett family, which had such a huge business empire, would

have no heir.

Thus, of course, Margaret was anxious about Bruce's condition.

In the ward, Bruce's wound was already dressed, and he was resting on the hospital bed.

"Bru, are you okay? Is it bad?"

"Grandma, I'm all right!"

"How did this happen?"

"Mr. Everett was just in an accident."

Margaret came to the bedside and gripped Bruce's hand tightly! "Oh, how many times have I told you not to drive? Why won't you listen to me?"

Her expression was imbued with worry and heartache.

"Bruce, you scared me!" Roxanne ran up and plunged her head into Bruce's arms.

Ingrid also added nervously, "Yes, you scared us, Bruce! Always be careful when you drive. If it's possible, don't drive. After all, we've hired so many drivers, haven't we?"

Shaun looked concerned as well as he added. "Fortunately, you ended up safe this time, but you'd better be extra careful from now on."

Everyone was fussing over Bruce, and not a single person showed any concern about Joanna.

Even Shaun didn't even bother about her.

Joanna's wounds were dressed as well. She had been given anti-inflammatory medicine and was about to leave the hospital.

"Joann!" Jaydon hurried over. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

Jaydon kept repeating his apologies as he hugged Joanna tightly.

"I'm all right. My wounds are already dressed, and I can leave the hospital now."

Looking at her face, which was pale as a sheet, Jaydon was even more worried. "Are you sure you're all right? Let me take a look at the wound!" Enduring the pain, Joanna gave him a faint smile. "Yes, I'm really fine. I'll just need to come back tomorrow and change the dressing. That's all!"

Actually, her entire body was burning in pain.

She had just gotten more than a dozen stitches, and the effect of the anesthetic had faded away by now. Of course, she would be in pain. Jaydon looked at Joanna with a heartbroken expression and lifted her shirt anyway to take a look at her wounds.

Her abdomen, thighs, and arms were all covered in stitches!

Even if the wounds healed, they would probably leave scars on her body.

"Bruce! That son of a bitch! I'm going after him....."

"No, Jay, don't go!" Joanna stopped Jaydon at once.

After all, what good was there to go after him?

At most, she would only get a small amount in compensation. There was no way he would be sent to prison or anything like that.

"Ouch!" She let out a groan.

Jaydon frowned and supported her at once. "Joann, why don't you stay in the hospital for a few days? If the wound gets infected, it will become more serious!"

Joanna bit her pale, dry lip, holding back the pain. "No, I'm going home to take care of Lilia. She'll be worried if she doesn't see me. It's already past twelve o'clock now. I have to hurry back!"

"Then, let me send you back!"

"All right!"

In the ward, the people were still fussing over Bruce, chattering endlessly.

"Have a good rest for a few days, Bruce."

"Grandma, I'm sorry to have worried you, but I'm really fine now."

Ingrid furrowed her brows and deliberately blurted out, "You're a young man. Like so many others, you're particularly impulsive when you're not yet married. Look how dangerous a situation you got yourself into! Old Mrs. Everett, the way I see it, once Bruce recovers, he should quickly get married to Roxy. It's better to settle down sooner rather than later, too..."

Before she could finish, however, Margaret's forehead had already knitted into a frown.

It was true that the Everett family and the Haynes family had good connections.

However, the Everett family was connected with Raymond, not Ingrid.

It was not Ingrid's place to comment on Bruce at all.

"Bruce needs to get some rest. You should all go out first. Don't disturb his rest!"

As Ingrid heard this, an awkward expression washed over her face. "Well, then, Bruce, have a good

rest."

With that said, Ingrid, Roxanne, and Shaun left the ward begrudgingly.