The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife-Chapter 439 - 435

"Admit it, Ace. You’re a murderer. You killed Mr. Q, didn’t you?!"

Joanna clenched her fists and questioned Ace emotionally.

She had had her suspicions before, but it was not until Ace arrived at Sun Island that it was 100% confirmed.

This was also the reason she had been feeling depressed and gloomy all day. She wanted to confront Ace about it, but she was afraid that the moment she did, they would never be able to go back.

"? ? ?"

Ace was caught off guard by the accusation.

He did not expect Joanna to come to that kind of conclusion.

He did not know whether to laugh or cry.

It seemed like he overestimated her intelligence. He thought she already realized that he was "Mr. Q"!

"What kind of reaction is that? Did you kill him or not? Tell me the truth. Why are you laughing?"

Joanna could not understand why he was holding back laughter.

Was it an arrogant laugh because she guessed right, or was it a mocking laugh because she guessed wrong?

"Do I look like a murderer to you?"

Ace asked with a faint smile.

"You can’t judge a book by its cover. There are many serial killers in the world who are attractive people. For example, there’s a notorious serial killer called Richard Ramirez who was nicknamed the "Night Stalker". His handsome face fascinated the juries. Not only did he have numerous fans, he even got married in prison..."

"So just because I’m handsome, you came to the conclusion that I’m a serial killer?"

Resting his chin on his hand, Ace patiently listened to her explanation. He once again did not know whether to laugh or cry.

"I’m not saying that you’re a murderer because you’re handsome. I’m saying that a handsome person can be a murderer too..."

Joanna was starting to get confused herself. She continued, "Whatever. Stop changing the topic. Just tell me if you killed Mr. Q."

Ace knew he could not keep it a secret anymore, so he could only answer, "All I can say is, I did lay my hands on him, but the Mr. Q you know did not die by my hands."

"What do you mean you laid your hands on him? Did you kill him or not?" 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Joanna was running out of patience. She felt the urge to beat the guy up.

Why couldn’t he just answer the question? Why did he have to be so cryptic?

"I did get into a conflict with him four years ago. At that time, either he died or I would die. But now..."

Ace paused for a moment before saying mysteriously, "All I can say is, he’s still alive. If you really want to see him again, I can notify him."

Ace believed that the reason why Joanna was still so attached to "Mr. Q" was because "Mr. Q" left without saying goodbye.

If that was the case, he did not mind making an appearance as "Mr. Q" again to say goodbye to her so that she could get over him.

"Sounds like you actually have a good relationship with Mr. Q. At the very least, you’re able to contact him anytime you want. You’re much closer to him than I am."

Joanna sneered.

Wasn’t it public knowledge that the Moran Group and the Carmine Pawnshop were enemies? They did not look like enemies to her. They clearly had a very harmonious relationship!

What a generous man Mr. Q was. He was willing to let Ace have his woman, his children, and even Sun Island. They’re not enemies; they’re clearly brothers who were even closer than real brothers!

"Can you help me arrange a meeting with him? If you don’t, I’ll never let the matter rest."

Joanna’s eyes were filled with determination.

This matter was a thorn in her heart too.

It’s time to bring the matter to a conclusion.

The next day.

"Ah!"

Clara’s scream could be heard from the guest room.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Ethan sleeping next to her on the bed. The most tragic thing was that she was holding onto him tightly with her hands and legs like an octopus!

"You’re awake, Clara?"

Ethan stretched with drowsy eyes. He looked gently at the woman in his arms with a smile.

"Ethan Blackwood, what’s going on? You... me... how did we..."

"We drank a lot last night. Generally speaking, this is a normal outcome."

Ethan put on a relaxed demeanor. Every inch of him, from his hair to his toes, told Clara that he was "experienced."

Clara was going crazy. She had a sacred view of love. She could not accept the concept of casual sex.

"Shut up, you rotten scumbag! Don’t talk to me!"

She kicked him out of bed, hastily put on her clothes, and fled the room like she was running for her life.

"Good morning, Clara."

Joanna was already awake. She was taking a walk on the beach. When she saw Clara coming out of the guest room, she smiled mischievously and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Clara blushed so hard that even her neck was red. She grabbed Joanna’s arm and shook it wildly. "Is this how you treat your bestie? You just let me get dragged into the devil’s den? Do you still have a conscience?"

"It’s not that serious..."

Joanna comforted Clara, "First, we did try to stop you, but you went so crazy last night that we couldn’t hold you back."

"Second, Ethan is a pretty good guy. He’s reliable. I sincerely hope that you two can get together."

"What the hell?!"

Clara was getting mad for real now. With her chest rising and falling emotionally, she said, "Don’t you know that he’s the number one playboy in the city? He changes girlfriends like he changes clothes. He would flirt with any woman he sees. A guy like him knows nothing about love. He might make you fall in love with him, but he would not truly love you. Dating this kind of person is a waste of time."

"That’s just what he looks like on the surface..."

Joanna smiled and continued, "Ethan is just behaving like that to conceal his real feelings. He doesn’t fall in love easily, but once he does, he’s extremely loyal. You know about the story between him and Shirley White, don’t you?"

"I know. So he’s like a shit-flavored chocolate. You need to peel off the outer shell to discover the goodness inside."

"Well, I guess you can say that. Like you, I used to think that he’s just a good-for-nothing playboy too..."

"Wrong, he’s a shitboy!"

"Pfft hahaha! You’re too much!"

Joanna could not help but burst into laughter upon hearing Clara’s nickname for Ethan.

"I know you’re trying to tell me that Ethan is a good guy, but... why should I settle with a shit-flavored chocolate? Why can’t I just look for a normal chocolate?"

Clara sighed.

"Fine. If you really have no chemistry with him, I won’t try and persuade you any more. I’ll ask him to leave!"

"You do just that! I... I can’t face him anymore!"

Clara’s face turned red again. She felt so embarrassed that she could die.

At that moment, Ethan came out and walked towards them. He was dressed in casual attire and slippers and was holding a can of soda in his hand, as if nothing had happened last night.