The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife-Chapter 404 - 400

"I won’t let that happen," Ace said curtly.

"But what if it does?" Elijah continued daringly. "The future is unpredictable, so what if their fates are bound to clash? What if only one of them is allowed to survive? Who would you save?"

Ace did not reply, but his eyes were fixated on Joanna, full of unspoken affection and determination. His answer was clear.

He had already made the wrong decision four years ago, causing him to miss out on creating memories with Joanna. Now that he had learned his lesson, he swore to never repeat the same mistake.

He knew that he, along with Joanna and the children, did not have another four years to waste.

It was already past 2 AM when the car arrived at the manor.

"Mr. Moran, we’ve arrived," Elijah reported in a soft voice.

"Alright." Ace nodded.

The two of them were speaking and moving cautiously, as though they were protecting a newborn kitten that was asleep. They were extremely worried that their movements would wake her up.

"Do you need some help?" Elijah looked at Ace through the rearview mirror, noticing his ’difficult situation’.

The drunk woman had wrapped her arms and legs around Ace like a koala, her head nuzzled against his chest.

"It’s fine," Ace replied coldly. "Your work here is done."

"Alright, you take care then." Elijah didn’t want to be the third wheel, and slowly exited the car. Before closing the car door, he stared at Ace sympathetically and said, "I hope your back will be okay tomorrow."

Ace shot him an infuriated glare. "Get lost, will you?!"

Elijah stared at him innocently. "Mr. Moran, don’t misunderstand, I’m genuinely worried that you might strain your back!" Elijah knew that Ace would definitely injure his back if he allowed this ’koala’ to maintain the same position the whole night.

It was also only after Elijah left that Ace realized what he meant. He tried multiple times to get out of the car, only to find Joanna hugging him tighter.

"Wake up, let me get out of the car first. I’ll carry you to the room and you can keep sleeping there," he mumbled and tried pulling her arms off of his neck, only to be slapped across the face.

"Don’t move, I want to sleep!" The woman pouted. "If you keep moving, I’ll have to sell you..."

"Damn you, woman!" Ace groaned, his face burning from the slap. Worried that he might get slapped again, he quickly straightened his posture and stopped moving.

Joanna smiled with satisfaction. "Now, that’s a good boy! I knew you’d treat me well. You’re a million times better than my trashy ex-husband..."

’Ugh, she’s doing it again!’

Ace was enraged but helpless at the same time. "How long have you known him? You haven’t even seen his face, so why are you so attached to him? What’s so good about that man?"

"He has lots of good qualities!" Joanna protested drowsily.

"Like what?"

"He’d cook for me! Every day, no matter how tired I am from work, seeing a warm meal specially prepared for me just melts my heart..."

"Anyone can cook – all you need is cooking classes."

"Yeah, millions of people can cook, but Mr. Q is special. He’s one in a million. My trashy ex-husband could never replace him."

"Have you ever thought of the possibility that... they’re the same person? In that case, there’s no need to replace anyone at all." When Ace revealed this information, he quickly regretted it. He was indeed Mr. Q, or more precisely, he was his substitute.

After being defeated, the real Mr. Q’s fate was unknown after their previous battle.

For years, he had taken over Carmine Pawnshop using a mask and a modified voice. With that, he was able to establish a new order within Water Dock. He had never intended to involve Joanna and the kids, but destiny had other plans and brought them together regardless.

It was true that one big lie required a thousand smaller lies to cover up. When he put on the mask and faced Joanna as ’Mr. Q’, he knew that there was no way of turning back, especially when she had started depending on him, and even falling for him.

If he were to come clean right now, Joanna would definitely accuse him of purposefully toying with her and humiliating her. He knew just how much her dignity meant to her. The cracks in their relationship would only grow bigger then, to the point where they wouldn’t be able to fix it even if they tried...

’But if I don’t tell her, how am I supposed to win her back? Hah, how ironic. My rival is myself! Is this what they call karma?’

"Mr. Q, you dummy, I won’t let you insult yourself like that..." Joanna continued mumbling, still embracing the man. "You’re a kind, gentle person... So how could you be the same as that iceberg? Unless, of course, you have a split personality!"

"You’re right, we’re not the same person, but our love for you is the same." Ace had been maintaining his position for quite some time now, and both his neck and back were sore all because he wanted to let Joanna sleep comfortably.

The man then patted her on the back, speaking in his softest voice, "Sleep well, Joanna, sweet dreams. Tomorrow will be a new day."

Hearing this, Joanna smiled and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, as sunlight flooded the spacious backseat of the Rolls-Royce, Joanna opened her eyes slowly, only to find herself lying on top of Ace.

Their bodies were basically glued together – her head on his shoulder, and her nose brushing his neck. Their position was... quite intimate, to say the least.

Her entire face flushed red, and she held her breath as she carefully tried getting up.

Suddenly, Ace tightened his grip, firmly holding her by the waist. This pulled them into an even more intimate position.

"Let go of me, Moran!" Joanna struggled, feeling embarrassed.

"You’ve slept with me for a whole night, yet now you’re asking me to let go? Is this really how you repay me?" Ace said as he stared at the woman, his gaze piercing.

Joanna couldn’t bear his intense gaze and averted her eyes. "I was drinking in the bar! When did I even sleep with you? This is slander!"

"You got drunk and your wild instincts took over. Shouldn’t you be at least a little aware of this?"

The man’s words were irrefutable, so Joanna decided to put on a tough act instead. "So what if I slept with you? It’s not like this is the first time it happened!"