The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife-Chapter 300 - 297

Joanna sat on the toilet in the restroom, so enraged that she drew a pentagram on the floor with the tip of her shoe, viciously cursing Ace.

"Damn you to hell, Ace Moran! You wanted to die so much that you even got yourself a grave, huh? Well, then... I hope you choke to death when you drink water, or when you swallow your food! I hope you get struck by lightning when you’re on your phone, or fall down a hole and die while you’re walking...’

Suddenly, she heard the voices of women coming from the nearby stalls.

"Ah, no imitation can beat the real thing... Jovan Moran might be cute, but he’s nothing compared to Ace Moran! They’re as different as day and night. Oh, can Ace Moran be any more perfect? If only I could marry him one day!"

"Stop daydreaming – he’s already found his true love! If you think you’ll actually get a turn to be with him, you should get your head checked..."

"True love? You mean his ex-wife?"

"No, dummy! It’s the woman Mr. Moran has been protecting for four years – Alice Desrosiers! But I heard rumors about her going missing recently, and the Moran family is sending people to look for her. If the precious Alice really is gone, then perhaps you might have a chance with Mr. Moran, but as for his ex-wife... Didn’t you see how cold he was with her just now? It’s obvious that he despises her, so she’s no threat to you at all!"

Joanna almost exploded in rage as she listened to them talking. She stomped out of the toilet and kicked down the doors to the two stalls the women were in and said furiously, "You’ve got it all wrong! I was the one who dumped Ace Moran, and I’m the one who despises him! Even if a cold -blooded robot like him knelt down to take off my shoes. I’d just kick him away!"

There were other women in the restroom, including female reporters and their colleagues. They were all staring at Joanna in shock, wondering how the mild-mannered and meek former Mrs. Moran, who used to love Ace Moran with all her heart, could turn out to be such a smug and snooty woman in real life!

"What are you staring at? It’s true! What is Ace Moran good at besides looking good in suits? That jerk is selfish, arrogant, stubborn, and pretty much the equivalent of a human turd – anyone who goes near him would only get their day ruined! I’ve been trying to get away from him for ages, and yet you guys want to run headfirst into that hot mess..."

Joanna called out scornfully as she walked out of the ladies’ restroom. As luck would have it, she bumped into Ace the moment she stepped out.

Ace looked as noble and haughty as a deity sitting on his heavenly throne in the clouds, complete with two bodyguards flanking him. Ace’s eyes narrowed in displeasure, his lip curling ever so slightly as he glared down at Joanna.

It was obvious he’d heard all the names Joanna called him just now.

"Ahem!" Joanna coughed awkwardly. Maybe she went too far when she called him a turd, but it was true! If Ace had a problem with that, she had a million other insults prepared for him!

To her surprise, Ace acted as if he did not even see her as he headed straight into the men’s restroom.

Joanna’s jaw dropped, and her emotions surged in her like a whirlwind. She was so furious she could hardly think straight!

Was that man blind?! How could he just act like she didn’t exist? He should at least explain what had been going on!

Joanna could no longer take it. She whipped around and angrily went after the man...

There were a few men inside the men’s restroom standing at the urinals, doing their business without a care in the world. When Joanna stormed in, they were shocked and hastily covered their private areas with their hands.

’ You..." One of them sputtered indignantly, his face red in embarrassment.

’ What are you looking at?" Joanna shouted at the men, holding her head high. "Have you never seen a woman in the men’s restroom before? If you can’t deal with it, then get out!"

The men in there were all respectable gentlemen, and they had probably never encountered such a tough and intimidating woman before. Instantly, they hurriedly zipped up and ran out.

In a few seconds, the restroom was empty, except for the lone figure at the innermost urinal – Ace Moran. He stood straight and tall, like a cold and flawless marble statue. He managed to exude an air of superiority and unattainable perfection even as he stood in front of a urinal.

He had not yet done his business before Joanna barged in, so he turned to her with an icy stare as he asked slowly, "What do you want?"

Those four words just added fuel to the fire burning inside Joanna. She was so enraged that she looked like a puffer fish, ready to explode.

"What do I want?" She bit out with barely restrained anger, clenching her fists so hard her knuckles turned white. "Why are you playing dumb, Ace Moran? Do you really need to ask me that?"

"Just hurry up and tell me what you want," Ace replied calmly. "This place is crawling with reporters, and yet you followed me into the men’s restroom. This kind of behavior is highly inappropriate."

His overly calm demeanor made it seem like he was mocking her childishness and uncontrolled irrationality.

Joanna gritted her teeth, wishing she could punch that flawless face of his! How could a man so ruthlessly cold and uncaring even exist? Was he a robot with no heart?

"Don’t you think I deserve an explanation about this whole situation?" Joanna asked, trying to calmly communicate with Ace while stifling the urge to choose violence.

"I don’t think there’s anything to explain..." Ace replied with a nonchalant shrug. "As you might have seen, Moran Group needed to weed out some bad seeds, so I had to use some tricks to lure them out and eliminate them."

"And... that’s it?" Joanna stared at the man’s unfeeling expression, feeling like she was looking at a total stranger.

"So," she smiled bitterly, "you didn’t actually get in danger because you tried to save me. Looks like all that guilt I shouldered was for nothing! It must have been hilarious to you, hmm? You must have been laughing your heart out back then seeing how gullible and stupid I was!"

"Does that mean," Ace asked, staring at Joanna with a complex emotion in his eyes, "that you were really worried about me, that you were upset about my death? So, you not caring about me was a lie, wasn’t it? You haven’t given up on me, have you?"

"Don’t flatter yourself!" Joanna pretended to throw up into the urinal before coldly adding, "I’ve completely given up all my feelings for you. I just don’t like feeling indebted to someone, especially someone like you, Ace Moran! If you had really died for me, I would have just despised you for the rest of my life!"

"In that case," Ace slowly replied, "I’ve made a huge mistake. If I’d known how much I’d affect you, I wouldn’t have returned so soon. I should’ve waited to see how much you would despise me."

Ace’s odious righteousness wore off the last remaining reserve of patience Joanna had. She started to hurl insults at him like a foul-mouthed shrew, pulling no punches, "Didn’t I make it clear to you just now? You’re nothing more than a disgusting turd, and every time I see your face, it’s like seeing a big pile of poo! I despise you so much that I lose my appetite when I see you! I can’t stand being around you for a second longer!"

Once she was done cursing at him, she felt instantly relieved, so she turned around to leave.

"Stop right there!" Ace hammered down his order as if it was an imperial decree, his voice carrying a sense of authority that was impossible to defy.

However, Joanna was a rebel at heart, so as soon as Ace ordered her to stop, she defiantly walked away from him.