The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife-Chapter 344 - 340

Stefan picked up the latte in front of him, took a small sip, and said flatly, "Okay. You have five minutes left."

Joanna: "..."

Damn it, she was so mad! This smug bastard! She wanted to hit him!

"You have nothing to say?"

Ace raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly, "You have two minutes left. I’m tempted to just get up and leave right now."

"Ace Moran! What’s with the attitude?"

In the end, Joanna could not hold back anymore. She yelled at him, "You’ve wasted plenty of my time yourself. I can’t even have a cup of coffee with you now? What are you busy with? Your funeral?"

Ace crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa. "Yup, that’s more like you."

Joanna: "..."

There were many white-collar workers in the cafe.

Ace and Joanna were both famous, so they attracted a lot of attention.

Joanna lowered her voice as much as she could and breached the topic in a roundabout way, "We were married for four years. As my ex-husband, have you ever felt guilty for not fulfilling your responsibility as a husband and want to make it up to me?"

Ace smirked. "Definitely. I wasn’t a good husband at all during our marriage. I didn’t even fulfill a husband’s most basic responsibilities. I do feel guilty and want to make it up to you, if you need me to."

"Yes, yes, you really should make it up to me. I really, really need it!"

Joanna’s eyes brightened.

She wondered if the sun rose from the west today. Had the cold-blooded iceberg suddenly discovered his conscience?

"So, what I’m thinking is..."

Joanna was about to express her demand when Ace suddenly leaned forward and held Joanna’s hand on the table. He said mysteriously, "Let’s start right now. I’ll make it up to you right now."

Joanna’s body stiffened. She did not know if she should pull her hand back. She asked a bit uncertainly, "Now? How?"

"Didn’t you complain that I did not fulfill my responsibility as a husband? I’ll fulfill my responsibility as a husband right now to make up for the regret in your heart."

His deep eyes looked straight into Joanna’s as he said calmly.

His eyes felt as hot as the sun to Joanna. Looking into them made Joanna’s face heat up.

"What do you mean by responsibility? Why do I feel like we’re not talking about the same thing here?"

She cautiously asked.

There must be a misunderstanding, or he would not be looking at her so strangely.

Ace said, "I know that, while we were married, I’ve neglected you and left you alone with an empty bed every day, thus failing to fulfill a husband’s responsibility. That must be why you’re so mad at me. I don’t mind sacrificing my body to make up for the regrets you had in our marriage."

Joanna: "..."

She picked up the coffee cup in front of her to splash the coffee on his face, but in the end, looking at the big picture, she held back. She gritted her teeth and took a sip from the cup.

"How selfless of you, Mr. Moran. I appreciate your offer, but there’s no need. I have plenty of options in this matter. If you really want to make it up to me, lend me the Rainbow Glaze instead."

Joanna decided to cut straight to the chase.

She realized now that if she did not state her purpose clearly, he would keep toying with her!

Ace’s expression, which was originally playful, instantly became serious. He asked, "Who told you that I have the Rainbow Glaze?"

"Don’t you worry about that."

Joanna was naturally not so foolish that she would tell Ace about Mr. Q. She lifted her chin and asked righteously, "Will you or will you not lend it to me?"

Ace’s slender fingers tapped the table unconsciously. He inquired further, "Why do you need the Rainbow Glaze?"

"Don’t you worry about that either."

Joanna also did not want to tell him about the transaction between herself and Rubio Pascal. The less involved he was in her affairs, the better.

If it weren’t because the Rainbow Glaze happened to be in his possession, she would never have come to him!

"Why should I help you when you won’t tell me anything?"

Ace’s eyes became colder and his tone of voice also became more unfriendly. He turned into an iceberg again.

The air around him seemed to freeze. Anyone within a kilometer’s radius could feel the chill in the air.

Joanna clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and repeatedly told herself to "endure it", "endure it", and "endure it". When she finally calmed down, she said, "When we got divorced, I only asked for the Moran and Co. Law Firm. If its value was evaluated back then, it would have been a negative asset, so it wouldn’t be wrong to say that I took nothing of value when I left you. If I take you to court now to request a fair alimony from you, it would cost you so much more than the Rainbow Glaze, so... I’m sure you can see which one’s the better option for you."

"Are you threatening me?"

Ace’s long fingers that had been tapping the table stopped. His cold eyes pierced into Joanna’s like sharp daggers. His thin lips curved into a cold and arrogant smile as he said, "The Moran family has plenty of money. You can take as much money as you want."

Joanna: "..."

Somebody bring her a knife!

How could this guy be so infuriating?!

He was clearly making things hard for her on purpose!

"So there’s no room for negotiation?"

Joanna asked furiously.

"Not necessarily."

Ace’s cold eyes suddenly became deep and complicated. "You said earlier that I did not fulfill my responsibility as a husband during our marriage. I can also say that you did not fulfill your responsibility as a wife."

"What do you mean by that?"

Joanna’s reaction was very intense. She vehemently defended herself. "You can ask anyone. In the years I spent as Mrs. Moran, I dedicated everything to you and the Moran family. How have I not fulfilled my responsibility as a wife? Are you blind?"

"Your so-called "sacrifices" were all made for outsiders to see. Weren’t you just acting like a textbook wife of a prestigious family? A wife like that, I can get a handful of anytime I want. What I really want is a real and authentic wife. A wife that belongs only to me!"

His words seemed to carry a lot of meaning.

High society never lacked textbook "proper young wives". What’s truly rare was a wife who was not so perfect – a wife who would make mistakes, who would cause trouble, who was sometimes a bit silly, who was passionate and sincere.

Ace disliked a wife like the old Joanna who compromised everything so that she could seem perfect in every regard. She felt like a "product" manufactured in an assembly line to him. He naturally would not invest too much emotions in her.

"I don’t understand..."

Joanna shook her head, her eyes filled with confusion. "I was so careful not to put a foot wrong. I willingly suffered and suppressed my emotions for the sake of the Moran family’s reputation. What did I do wrong?"

If it weren’t because she loved Ace deeply, she would never have endured those hardships.

"What you gave, I never wanted. What I wanted, you never gave."

Ace’s voice was cold and his expression was hard. He felt very distant at this moment.

Joanna thought she already knew this man well enough.