The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife-Chapter 495 - 483

"Hahaha, thank me?" Seraphina shook her head, laughing coldly. "I’m not a good person, Pierce. I only told you this, so you realize how horrible you’ve been. You missed out on such a great man. And now... he’s mine. I’ll be the one to take care of him. I’ll be the one to support him. All he needs is me now."

"I’ll thank you again in advance then. Please take good care of him for me, and support him well. When I was with him, we were quite a disaster. It’s like we’re oil and water or something." Joanna said, genuinely wishing Seraphina and Ace well. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

She found Seraphina’s love towards the man was purer, deeper, and unwavering than hers. If this was truly where her life ended, she figured that Seraphina was the best candidate as Ace’s future lover.

"Hmph, don’t act all nice now. No matter how selfless you pretend to be, I won’t go easy on you. I’ve said all I wanted to say. Everyone, get on with it now!" Seraphina ordered.

She seemed perturbed and didn’t want to stay at the scene at the time. All she left was her phone aimed straight at Joanna, capturing every second of this event.

With that, the only people left in the warehouse were the helpless Joanna and the group of energetic men.

The leader of the group cracked his knuckles and nodded towards Joanna. "Sorry, lady. We just want money. Don’t worry. We’re not sick in the head. We’ll be gentle with you. But whether you come out alive is up to your capability to endure through all of it."

Joanna shut her eyes, filled with despair. "If it’s possible, I hope you guys can just kill me right now."

"No can do. Miss Murphy specifically ordered us to ’torment you to death.’ If she just wanted to take your life, this would’ve been so much easier." The man said and scanned the area, politely speaking.

"Why don’t you just lay down and cooperate with us now?"

"And what if I don’t?"

"Then don’t blame us for being violent!" The man’s expression immediately shifted, aggressively lunging towards her.

Joanna was merely on a leash. Her limbs were not restricted, so she intended to make a desperate attempt to escape.

Suddenly, the man spoke in a surprised tone. "Wait, lady. You’re... you’re a Middleton?"

Joanna frowned, opening her eyes to look back at him. "What?"

"The pouch in your shirt pocket. Who gave this to you? The white plum blossom embroidery is our family crest. Seeing this crest is no different from seeing our ancestors..." The man explained as he fell to his knees, groveling. "We are terribly sorry for not realizing sooner. Please accept our sincerest respect."

At the very same time, the rest of the group knelt down as well.

Joanna was speechless, looking towards the medicinal pouch, then remembered how Nancy briefly mentioned The Albus Order.

Thinking back to how these people didn’t look like they were from the city, she instantly sighed in relief.

’Tsk tsk, Nancy sure is a psychic! The pouch did help get me out of a pickle! It saved my life!’

Joanna had no doubt escaped from this deadly experience. However, she didn’t intend to seek revenge on Seraphina after this, as she found her experience extremely pitiful.

She knew that her brother was completely in the wrong for making that call, and she decided to find a way to make it up to Seraphina. She owed her at least that much.

As for Ace... She realized that she needed to part ways with him properly. Even if they weren’t together now, they didn’t have to leave any regrets between each other. Moreover, it would be much better if they could look back on their memories fondly.

"Let go of me, Pierce! You b*tch! Fight me head-on instead!" Seraphina struggled and screamed hysterically, being the one tied to a pillar in the warehouse this time.

"Don’t panic. This’ll be just temporary. Once I’m done handling my business, I’ll have someone release you," Joanna said calmly, trying her best to comfort Seraphina. "I know I have wronged you, but I will make it up to you no matter what."

"Don’t act like a saint, b*tch. Either kill me right now or let me go! You don’t have to torture me this way!" Seraphina’s eyes reddened from anger, her voice hoarse from all the shouting.

"Though I have to give it to you, I can’t believe you managed to escape that situation! I guess this is what people call fate. I am destined to lose to you! So what are you waiting for? Go ahead and kill me!"

Joanna let out a long sigh and shook her head. "Believe it or not, I never wanted to hurt you. And I was being honest before. I can tell you love Ace more than I do, so I hope you can take care of him in my stead. I promise that I won’t have anything to do with him from now on."

"Enough with your charade. Do you think I have no idea that you’re just going to seduce Ace again?! Well, too bad... he won’t forgive you this time. He hates your guts. Even if you go looking for him, you’ll

just be wasting your time and energy." Seraphina growled, not worried that their love might rekindle at all.

After all, if they really got back together, Ace would no longer be the man she was once in love with. She didn’t want a man who had nearly no dignity or backbone

"Think whatever you want." Joanna didn’t bother to reason with Seraphina any longer, ordering the Albus Order to look after her right before leaving. She then tidied herself up, hoping to look slightly presentable.

It was already night when she headed out. As dark clouds covered the skies, the entire world seemed to be drowned out in pitch blackness.

After hearing from Seraphina that Ace was currently staying at Moran Manor, Joanna immediately called a cab.

She was highly agile and very familiar with the manor layout, so she could sneak in easily.

At that time, Ace was sitting in a bamboo chair in the backyard and enjoying the chilly night breeze. He was wearing black casual clothes and seemed rather languished. He looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness, especially since his dashing aura was long gone.

Joanna decided to hide behind a large rock pillar, hesitating to approach the man.

Although she had planned to say her goodbyes, her legs were glued to the floor, and she didn’t dare to move a muscle. She didn’t know what to say, worried that breaking her promise could potentially affect Ace’s health.

She wasn’t superstitious, but she didn’t want to risk the man’s life to prove her beliefs.

"Ace, it’s getting cold, and it’s late. Aren’t you tired? Let’s get you back to your room, okay?" Susan draped a wool jacket over the man’s shoulders, her eyes filled with tears.

She was absolutely heartbroken over the fact that her high-flying, confident, and proud son had become so depressed and gloomy.