The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife-Chapter 409 - 405

’Wait, did he find out that I was in a fake relationship with Mr. Q?! We did really well in playing the role of a loving couple to fool the kids though... No one should know about our fake relationship apart from us! Unless... Mr. Q decided to come clean to Ace Moran about this for some reason. If that’s the case, what is their relationship with each other? What secrets are they hiding?’ Joanna’s mind was working overtime thinking about all this.

"What are you thinking about?" Ace asked.

"N... Nothing."

"Really?"

"Of course!" Joanna clicked her tongue, feeling guilty. "I mean what I say. Why would I ever lie to you?"

"Okay then." Ace looked at Joanna with a knowing smirk, as if he saw right through her. He knew exactly what she was thinking at that moment, but he knew he couldn’t let her find out about the truth. If she did, she’d definitely beat him to death.

"What do you think about my suggestion, Moran? If you agree, let’s pay the old manor a visit, for Grandpa Timothy." Joanna’s tone and expression became grim as she changed the topic.

Timothy had always been caring towards her, yet she never considered his feelings when she decided to up and leave the city. Moreover, she took away his right to see his great-grandchildren as well. She now knew how selfish and cruel her actions were, so she wanted to right her wrongs while Timothy still had time.

"I have no objections." Ace paused for a few seconds, then continued. "But I hope our fake relationship can help develop love and affection between us... Even if there is only a one in a million chance, I hope we can try getting back together again!"

This time, Joanna didn’t reject him right away. She was quiet for a while, and finally said, "Alright, let’s try it out."

For some reason, Joanna was able to think things through rationally. Life was unpredictable, and their time on Earth was limited. She realized that there were no grudges that she couldn’t possibly let go of in the face of life and death.

That was why she figured that it was worth a try, as there was still a possibility that they could live a blissful life as a couple. At the very least, she wouldn’t be holding any regrets about not trying.

The two then rushed to the old Moran manor.

Since Ace’s back was still injured, he was only able to either lay flat or sit upright. He couldn’t stand at all, nor could he exert himself, so Joanna was tasked with driving the car.

"Lean back against that pillow and stay still. Oh, and tell me if you think I’m going too fast." Joanna grabbed hold of the steering wheel with both hands, suppressing her instinct to speed.

This was the slowest she had driven in her entire life.

Sitting in the back seat with a pillow secured behind his back, Ace calmly questioned, "I heard from Ethan that you like speeding on the road, and that you were the champion of an underground race. You must feel pretty upset driving at this speed, huh?"

Joanna sighed miserably. "I won’t lie, I do feel really uncomfortable, but I have to drive slowly for the sake of your back."

She had also secretly decided to find the opportunity to go to 81 Curve to have some fun while Ace wasn’t around.

The ’81 Curve’ was the most difficult route in the area, with several risky turns, and was a natural racing course. The road had 81 turns in all, thus the name.

Many underground racers enjoyed racing there, and as a result, many had died there too. Although racing was no longer permitted on the track, many people still went to race there at night. Joanna was one of those courageous individuals.

Ace grinned as he looked out the window at the greenery that flashed past him. "You can go as fast as you want; I’m not as weak as you think. You don’t have to hold back in front of me."

Joanna used to hide her real feelings in order to be the ideal wife in front of him. The more she strived to be flawless, the more he loathed it, and it had created a tremendous gap between them. He couldn’t fall in love with someone who buried her emotions behind a mask, but he was so passionately in love with her now that she had ceased caring about his opinion and was genuinely herself.

"I read somewhere that the person who makes you feel the most relaxed and comfortable is the person who is best suited to be your life partner. I hope I can be that person for you." Ace wasn’t a talker, and he wouldn’t read self-help books, but he meant every word he said.

Joanna was taken aback when she heard this. She’d never expected to hear such things from him. Then again, she figured he was just trying to make their act seem more real. The very notion of being with him again terrified her!

"Well, if someone suddenly reveals their true self, it might not make others happy. It might just scare them away," Joanna said coldly.

"Maybe that’s because they’re not used to it. Even an obedient puppy can turn into a wolf," he stated lightly.

"What are you talking about? Stop wasting my time." She knew what he was implying, but since she was embarrassed, she pretended not to understand him.

The mood in the car shifted to something serene and pleasant. They didn’t say anything, but they had undeniably become closer.

They arrived at the Moran Residence in the afternoon.

Joanna parked her vehicle inside the garage, then unlocked the trunk and pulled out a wheelchair.

"Sit on it," she instructed Ace.

"There’s no need for that. I’m not handicapped – I can get around." He rejected her and attempted to go forward on his own.

"Quit moving!" She stopped him and barked, "Stop arguing and get in the wheelchair."

Ace was dominant by nature, but he abruptly relinquished his authority and sat dutifully in the wheelchair as Joanna requested.

"I’m very happy, Joanna." He turned to face the woman who was pushing his wheelchair, and said pleasantly, "I hope you’ll support me like this for the rest of my life."

He felt like she actually cared about him. Regardless of the truth, he had to hold on to his happiness.