The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna)

Chapter 1329

When Bruce heard this, he could not care less about his grief. He hurriedly got up and went to the bow

to check.

Through the long-range telescope, he could indeed see a Melta small warship approaching.

Earlier, Mairesi had sent a distress signal to Colonel Grayson.

When Colonel Grayson learned that Paradise Island had been destroyed, he quickly brought the navy

to help.

"Set sail. Let's get out of here."

"Yes."

"Is everyone here?"

"Everyone is here. We can set sail now."

The captain and helmsman were dead.

Bruce had no choice but to drive the ship himself.

Fortunately, he often drove cruise ships out to sea. It was not a big problem for him to drive a ship now.

The ship started smoothly and slowly sailed in the direction of the inland sea.

On Melta's battleship.

Colonel Grayson held his binoculars and carefully observed the ship ahead.

The current range was still a little far.

All they had to do was shorten the distance between the two ships and sink them in one fell swoop.

"All hands ready to fire," Colonel Grayson ordered in Antlenish.

The marine pitcher had already set up the small missiles.

On Bruce's side, the steamer's horsepower had been pushed to the maximum.

Unfortunately, there was still no way to completely get rid of the warship behind him.

Seeing that the warship was getting closer and closer, the survivors on the ship began to fall into

despair.

"Damn it, these Meltarians really don't care about morals."

"Should we fight it out with them?"

"How are we going to fight them?"

"We're on the sea now in a ship, and they're a warship. If a missile comes, we'll all die."

Now, everyone was already one step away from the gates of hell.

Just as they were in despair...

On the surface of the sea, a huge object gradually came into view.

"Look."

"What's that?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

A huge ship was slowly approaching them.

The bright five-star flag flapped in the wind.

"A cruiser."

"It's a cruiser from Ziviet," Bruce said as tears welled up in his eyes.

When everyone heard this, they cheered. "That's great, that's great."

"We can go home now..."

The battlecruiser of Ziviet was like a majestic dragon.

This dragon lay quietly on the surface of the Pacific Ocean.

Behind it was the embrace of the motherland.

It was the direction of home.

It was like a powerful parent who could protect his children from being bullied just by standing there.

Melta's warship was originally prepared to launch missiles.

However, when the people on the warship heard the warning from Ziviet's cruiser, they could only

retreat silently...

A month later.

Sherane Bay Villa.

Devin looked at the little baby in front of him with a pacifier in her mouth and felt extremely unhappy.

Devin was already more than three years old. He looked strong and had already grown into a round

little meatball.

Previously, he was the youngest child in the family.

Therefore, his brother and sister doted on him and gave in to him.

However, ever since this little baby came, he seemed to have fallen out of favor.

"Give me..."

Devin was jealous that his sister had stolen his love. He grabbed the pacifier in Felicity's mouth.

Sitting quietly, when Felicity saw her brother coming to snatch her pacifier, she raised her hand and

slapped Devin's face.

"Ouch!" Devin was in so much pain that he started crying. He raised his chubby hand again, wanting to

retaliate.

Slap! Felicity slapped Devin's face again!

"Woo woo woo..." Devin was knocked to the ground. He covered his face and cried very loudly.

Felicity did not cry or make a fuss. She struck cleanly and nimbly, defeating her brother with two slaps.

Bruce watched from the side the entire time. He was laughing so hard that tears were about to fall.

Felicity was only half a year old!

She did not even know how to walk, but she could actually make her three-year-old brother cry.

"As expected of my daughter. My little darling is really amazing."

As he spoke, he looked at his son with disdain. "You good-for-nothing. You still have the cheek to cry."

When Devin heard this, he cried even harder.

"Wuwuwu, Joanna... Wuwuwu..."

Joanna was wrapping dumplings in the kitchen. When she heard her son crying, she quickly came out

of the kitchen.

When Devin saw his mommy, he stumbled towards her and begged for comfort. "Joanna, Hayley hit

me..."

Joanna heard how aggrieved he was and quickly squatted down to comfort him. "Oh, don't cry, don't

cry."

As she spoke, she looked at Bruce speechlessly. "Bruce, can't you hear your son crying?"

"I heard him!"

"Aren't you going to coax him?"

"How dare he provoke my Felicity? He deserved to be beaten up." Bruce hugged Felicity and laughed

heartily.

When Joanna heard this, she looked at him speechlessly.

Oh no, oh no.

This crazy daughter-doting devil was probably going to spoil Felicity completely.

A year later...

"Mr. Everett, the state officially appoints you as director of the Special Affairs Bureau."

Richard looked at him solemnly and handed him an appointment letter and an Honor Badge.

Bruce saluted Richard and said with a troubled expression, "Mr. Thompson, didn't we agree before to

let me retire early?"

Richard looked at him with a smile and said with a gratified expression, "This was appointed by the

higher-ups.

"I'll retire gloriously next month, and you're the successor I've nurtured. At the moment, only you can

bear this burden.

"If you want to take off this burden, you have to nurture an outstanding successor like you."

"Huh?" Bruce's scalp tightened, and his expression was even uglier than if he had eaten bitter gourd.

"Mr. Everett, the interests of the country always take precedence over the interests of the individual.

"If talents don't work for the country, how can our country prosper?

"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

"You must always remember our mission. Protect the people before you, protect the country..."

(End of book)