The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife-Chapter 536 - 524

"Ace!" Joanna jogged over to the dashing man, who was still enjoying the sun under the pavilion. She chirped

gleefully and said, "I picked a lot of apricots. Would you like some?"

Hearing the woman’s cheery voice, he couldn’t help but feel reassured. His heart grew warm, just as the gentle sunlight, as he asked softly, "Are they sweet?"

"Of course! Tastes just like first love!" Joanna exclaimed, choosing another big one and cleaning it with her shirt again. She handed it to the man enthusiastically. "Take a bite!"

At the same time, she took out her phone and turned on the camera, hoping to capture the man’s expression while smoldering from the taste.

In actuality, she had been saving quite a lot of photos and videos that could potentially destroy Ace’s image. As if she were dying from a terminal illness, she knew she had not much time left with him.

Hence, she instinctively recorded every moment with the man, hoping to reminisce about these memories in the future.

In some way, her relationship with Ace was somewhat similar to ’cancer,’ as it was practically irreparable. If they were destined to never work out, she wished to create as many good memories as possible. She might have to rely on these fond memories to live on, after all.

"Thank you." Ace took the apricot and bit down elegantly, chewing slowly.

"How is it?" Joanna’s eyes widened from excitement, and her hands started to feel numb from holding her phone up. She couldn’t wait to see Ace’s strong reaction.

"Pretty good." Ace nodded as if he was enjoying it, calmly taking another bite.

"Pretty good?" Joanna narrowed her eyes in confusion.

’Could it be that his fruit was exceptionally sweet? Just how lucky is this man?’

"Want some?" Ace then handed the rest of the apricot to Joanna.

"Mmh!"

Before she could refuse, he shoved the apricot right into her mouth... Yet another wave of sourness burst through her taste buds.

"Hey, Ace! You did this on purpose, didn’t you?" The woman huffed as she covered her mouth.

"Didn’t you say it was as sweet as first love?" Ace’s usual cold expression was finally replaced with a soft smile. "I genuinely wanted you to have a taste of first love."

"You’re so annoying. You know I hate sour stuff the most, yet you still prank me like this!" Joanna found him ridiculous and couldn’t help the urge to punch the man playfully.

’This guy... is exactly like how he was before! He’s such a sadist!’

’What is this called again? Like lifting a giant rock and accidentally crushing my own feet?’

Just then, despite not using a lot of strength, Ace instantly fell to the ground as soon as she delivered her punch.

"Huh?" Joanna was dumbfounded as she stared at the fallen man. Her first assumption was that the man was still messing with her.

"Hey, you’re being so dramatic. Are you really that fragile? You fainted from such a light punch? Come on, get up... people are going to laugh at you."

However, no matter how much she spoke, the man lay still as if he had... died.

"Hey, Ace. Stop messing around, don’t scare me!" Joanna felt that something was rather off. Her slender face instantly turned pale as she checked the man’s breathing.

’It’s a good thing that he was still breathing... albeit weakly.’

This indicated that the man wasn’t pranking her this time. He was truly feeling quite weak.

"Someone, please help!" she shouted in panic.

Soon, the sanatorium staff rushed over, taking Ace into the infirmary.

Joanna, on the other hand, followed closely behind. She was out of breath, her mind completely drawing blanks as she didn’t know what to do.

Having just recovered not long ago, Joanna was in rather bad shape as well. She didn’t understand how Ace, who had been making great progress a while ago, would have fallen so ill in just the span of three days.

"Peggy, what’s happening? Wasn’t Ace close to recovering? Why..." Joanna grabbed hold of a nurse who had been taking care of Ace’s basic necessities and asked desperately.

"Well..." Peggy seemed rather uneasy, avoiding the woman’s gaze.

Margaret had specifically requested her to not tell Joanna that they were out of the "special ingredient.’ Thus, she didn’t dare to say anything, either.

"Don’t be afraid, just tell me everything! I have your back! If this worsens Ace’s condition, the only thing you’ll face is harsher consequences!" Joanna warned her coldly after noticing Peggy’s hesitation.

"Uhm, Miss Pierce, if you just have to know, I’ll tell you. The special ingredient for Mr. Moran’s medicine had long run out while you were unconscious."

"Margaret didn’t continue collecting your blood since she didn’t want you to suffer any further. So... that’s why Mr.

Moran’s condition deteriorated." Peggy then shook her head." But these really are just our assumptions. It might not exactly be the actual reason. So please don’t take it to heart. r»

"I knew it! I knew the special ingredient ran out long ago!" Joanna glanced at the infirmary door, then turned back to the nurse. "Stand guard here, and report back to me as soon as anything happens."

After that, she rushed towards the medicine department, coincidentally bumping straight into Jovan, who had just finished doing the laundry.

"Hey girl, you don’t have to be so eager as to show me how touched you feel. You don’t have to rush things!" Jovan held her shoulders gently and smiled lightly.

"Get out of the way, I don’t have time for you!" Joanna pushed him off and continued running toward the medicine department, not wanting to talk at all. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Jovan furrowed his brows, not pestering her any further, and followed silently.

Within the medicine department, Margaret was racking her brain to find a new medicinal recipe according to Ace’s condition. Her father had only written to use the blood of loved ones as a special ingredient, with no other substitutes.

However, with the situation at hand, there was no way she would use Joanna’s blood anymore, even if it meant that they would potentially fall out.

That was why she had been trying out different herbs in hopes that one could replace the original ’special ingredient.’

"Margaret!" Joanna flung the door open, clearly upset.

"Miss... Miss Joan, what’s wrong?" Margaret hid the herbs behind her, seemingly guilty as she flashed her an unnatural smile.

Joanna immediately rolled her sleeves up, wasting no time to rush Margaret. "Ace has fainted. His condition is critical. No more nonsense, just... blood! My blood!"