The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife

Bruce surveyed his surroundings, and everything before his eyes had turned into a blur.

The anesthesia in his body had started to take effect gradually. His tongue was becoming numb, making it almost impossible to speak.

He knew he could only hold on for a few more minutes before losing consciousness.

Miya, on the other hand, was incredibly cunning, and he needed to remain vigilant.

Miya had severe bruising on her cheeks, and blood was flowing from her mouth, causing her to tremble from the pain. Bruce stumbled over to her, quickly checked her for concealed weapons, and found none, which eased his mind slightly. "Get up, and come with me!" Bruce pulled her handcuffed hands and continued walking.

Now, he could only go wherever he could. He had to find a place to hide and knock Miya out before he lost consciousness.

Miya rubbed her aching cheek with her arm and obediently followed behind Bruce. She knew that Bruce could not hold on much longer. As long as he fainted, she would have plenty of opportunities to escape. After walking for about five minutes, Bruce's consciousness began to blur, and he shook his head forcefully. Unfortunately, the double vision before him was becoming increasingly heavy, and he could barely see the path ahead.

There was a large tree nearby, and behind it was a sheltered spot where he could hide, barely maintaining his consciousness.

"No, I can only stay here for now!" Bruce struggled to maintain consciousness, raising his arm to strike Miya on the back of her neck to knock her out.

"Hu-" He lifted his arm with difficulty but lacked the strength to execute the blow.

Miya coldly chuckled and skillfully avoided his strike. "Mr. Everett, it seems your agility has diminished?"

"You, down!" Miya pushed Bruce forcefully.

Bruce stumbled and fell to the ground. His consciousness had reached its limit, and his eyelids felt incredibly heavy.

"Bruce, you were so rude to me just now. I'll let you have a taste of this." Miya stepped forward and grabbed Bruce's neck with a sinister smile.

In the nick of time, two off-road vehicles came roaring in, kicking up dust and smoke.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

Darcy and Carson had caught up.

Looking through binoculars, Darcy saw Miya on top of Bruce, pinching him hard.

"Bang! Bang!" Two gunshots rang out.

Miya was startled and quickly rolled away, taking cover.

At the same time, the car had already sped over.

The car door opened.

Darcy and the two bodyguards held pistols, cautiously and swiftly approaching.

"Don't move, or I'll shoot you."

"Mr. Everett!"

"Mr. Everett, what's wrong with you?"

"I've been... drugged. Watch... watch this woman!" Bruce could no longer hold on and closed his eyes.

"Mr. Everett, Mr. Everett!"

Darcy and Carson, seeing this, shook him hard a few times.

Bruce had completely fallen into a deep sleep.

"This woman is very cunning."

"Let's tie her up, get her into the trunk, and leave here as quickly as possible."

"Uh-uh."

Darcy grabbed Miya, opened the trunk, and threw her inside.

Then, two bodyguards carried Bruce into the car.

"There's probably still danger nearby. Let's wait for Mr. Everett to wake up before making plans."

"So where are we going now?"

"Let's go back to the town we just passed."

"Alright!"

The group did not hesitate and quickly turned the car around to head back. They were concerned about potential danger and ambush up ahead, so they had no choice but to retrace their path to the small town they had passed earlier.

Miya's hands were handcuffed in the trunk, but she managed to flip a thin, sharp blade from under her tongue.

Then, she bit the blade mechanism and flicked out a steel needle from inside. She began to pick the lock, determined to escape as soon as possible. She knew that it would be much more challenging once Bruce woke up.

Two hours later, the group returned to the small town they had passed by earlier. Darcy and Carson got out of the car, planning to find a hotel.

"Eat something!"

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"Why don't we let this woman out? It won't be good if she suffocates!"

"That works, too."

Carson began to open the trunk, preparing to give Miya something to eat.