The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife-Chapter 497 - 485

The man smiled, speaking in a knowing voice. "You were reckless. You’re not Seraphina. She hates Joanna too much to ever say anything good about her. Let me take a guess as to who you are..."

Ace furrowed his eyebrows, falling into deep thought. "Are you Cecilia? Or Charlotte? Or are you Shirley..."

"Oh, I know. You must be Layla, the new caretaker my mother hired because I’ve never heard of your voice before!"

Joanna was initially consumed by sorrow, with her tears falling down like pouring rain. However, the man’s questions made her roll her eyes instead.

’How unexpected, Ace Moran, you had more women in line apart from Desrosiers and Murphy?’

’That’s four other women that you’ve just guessed! You even assumed I’d be the caretaker you’ve never even met! What about me?!’

’Is he really still in love with me, or is he just faking it?’

Noticing that the woman wasn’t replying, Ace continued. "Whoever you are, I just know you’re not Joanna. Else why would she not dare to face me when she’s sitting right beside me? Why would she care for me but not dare to give me even a single hug?"

"That’s not her style."

Joanna was stunned, watching Ace silently.

"But if you really are Joanna, hug me. I said I’m willing to forgive you no matter what, right?" Ace opened up his arms, holding onto the last bit of hope in his mind, waiting for the woman’s embrace.

Although he was blind, he was not stupid. He could tell that this woman was imitating Seraphina’s voice on purpose. However, he just wasn’t sure if she was Joanna.

Hence, he went against his usual behavior and rambled on, hoping to help relieve her mental weight so that she’d reunite with him.

He waited for such a long time to the point he found himself acting too desperately as well, and yet the woman still wasn’t doing anything.

"I knew it. You’re disgusted by me. I am blind, and I can’t even take care of my basic necessities on my own. I don’t deserve you anymore." Ace laughed at himself with his arms still open, waiting for her regardless.

He thought to himself, ’This is the last chance I’m giving her.’

’I can throw my dignity away and forgive her for her faults. All I want is a simple life with her.’

Joanna covered her mouth, staring back at the sad lonely man. She didn’t dare to utter a sound, sobbing quietly instead.

She told herself over and over again that she must not give in. That was because she made a deal with the gods. She had to leave him in order for him to be safe.

She just didn’t want to risk anything after he barely survived what she put him through.

’Goodbye, Ace. The only thing I can do for you now... is stay away from you.’ Joanna spoke in her mind, exiting the backyard without alerting anyone.

She was worried that she might change her mind if she had stayed any longer. She knew that it would only hurt the both of them if she broke her promise.

At the very same time, Ace felt a soft fragrant body leaping into his arms. He hugged the person tightly, surprised. "Are you finally willing to face me now, Joanna?"

The woman in his arms shifted around uncomfortably, carefully speaking up. "M... Mr. Moran, you’ve misunderstood. I’m not Miss Pierce."

Ace froze. His expression darkened. "Who are you?"

"I... I’m your personal caretaker, Layla Bridges. The madam sent me." Layla had quite an innocent- looking face. Even the way she spoke sounded like she could do no harm.

Ace’s expression was frosty, rudely pushing the woman away without hesitation. He then questioned her, clearly upset. "How long have you been here?"

"For quite... a while."

"So you were the one who enjoyed the night breeze, gave me my coffee and listened to me this whole time?"

"Y... Yes." Layla hid the fact that Joanna had come by just to win Ace’s heart. Instead, she inserted herself into the narrative.

"The madam said you were in a bad mood and you need some quiet company. So I didn’t talk the entire time and just listened to you. I didn’t think you would mistake me as Miss Pierce. I’m really sorry."

"I don’t blame you." Ace’s expression was blank as he mocked himself. "I was being too naive, I underestimated how cruel a person could be."

"Mr. Moran, I can tell you have yet to move on from Miss Pierce. If you trust me, I could try contacting her for you." Layla mustered up the courage, pretending to be kind and understanding.

The man was blind, but his facial features were still perfect, and his natural elegance was more than enough to make anyone swoon. If she had been able to win him over because of this, she would have undoubtedly won the lottery of life.

"No need." Ace’s expression turned dreary once more, responding in a dismissive tone. "I have to accept that we are over, and I have to thank her for being so cold. Only then would I be able to move on completely."

"Then... Would you consider getting into a new relationship, Mr. Moran?" Layla took a deep breath and clung to the man’s arm. "I’m an orphan, and the famous doctor, Karter Bridges, raised me since I was a baby. That’s how I managed to learn so much about medicine."

"If you don’t mind, I’m willing to stay by your side and take care of you forever, even if I have to take a vow of chastity. And I’ll further my studies so that I can heal your eyes as soon as possible."

"Get lost!" Ace scowled, pushing the woman away harshly again. He was enraged. "Are you pitying me? I can’t believe that I, Ace Moran, am being pitied by a mere servant! How depressing!"

"No, Mr. Moran, that’s not it. I... I’ve admired you for the longest time, but I know I come from a humble background, and I have no right to get close to you. I even had to go through many challenges just to be hired as your caretaker..."

"Your mother had specifically mentioned that becoming your personal caretaker means that I have to first take a vow of chastity. And once I get the job, I’ll have to continue caring for you for the rest of my life. I’m more than willing to do that for you!" Layla said weakly.

She knew that marrying Ace was nothing more than a dream. Thus she only wished to stay with him as a servant. She didn’t need a name or title.

"I am capable of taking care of myself! So get lost!" Ace flung his arm and knocked the coffee cup off of the table, visibly enraged.

He used to be so full of pride, after all.

Even so, the love of his life no longer cared for him, not even sparing him a glance. On the contrary, a random servant was insisting on taking care of him forever, even if it meant taking a vow of chastity.

’This is so ironic. This just makes my relationship with Joanna sound like a joke!’

"Please... don’t be mad, Mr. Moran. If you dislike me, I can just stop talking, I’ll be quiet when I’m with you. You can treat me like a mere decoration if you so wish! I live to serve you..."