The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Stefan instantly froze. His whole body grew tense, and his mind raced to figure out what he should say to her.

Unexpectedly, Renee just turned around and muttered something before she dozed off again.

"She’s still drunk—she doesn't know it's you," Jamie said solemnly.

Stefan rolled his eyes and bent down to carry the unconscious Renee in his arms. "I'm not blind, I don't need you to tell me that." Brushing past Jamie, he snapped, "Excuse me."

Jamie hurriedly stepped aside, morosely watching Stefan leave. It felt like everything he did was wrong to Stefan. He didn't think he could get close to Renee from now on.

Stefan carried Renee upstairs, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck because her head was spinning. "Slow down, I'm going to fall," Renee whined as she nestled in his arms.

Stefan immediately slowed his pace, carefully climbing the stairs to his room. It was the room opposite Renee's bedroom, and though the lights were not on, it was illuminated by the moonlight pouring through the curtains. The dim lighting gave the room a romantic feel. Stefan carried Renee to the bed and was about to lay her down on it, but she held his neck tightly and refused to let go of him.

"Don't..." Renee mumbled pitifully. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Stefan stared at her in astonishment, wondering if she was awake.

"I still want a drink..." Renee slurred defiantly. It looked like she was still drunk.

Stefan chuckled and tried to comfort her, saying tenderly, "Be good and rest."

"Tomorrow..." Renee shook her head. "I won't be in the mood to drink tomorrow. I want to drink today."

"Why not tomorrow?"

"It's because... I won't allow myself to be sad about that scumbag for that long! It'll only be one night at most!" Renee huffed angrily, then burped.

"Oh, I see..." Stefan's handsome features turned melancholic, and his deepset gaze became unreadable. He felt very sorry for her. "Don't be sad. Don't even give him one night... He doesn't deserve it."

"No!" Renee suddenly turned to him, her gaze intense, then slapped him playfully. "Don't think I won't hurt you just because you're handsome. He's a very important person to me. Even if he hurt me, I'm the only one who can scold him. I won't accept it if others scold him," Renee said seriously. In her drunkenness, she didn't realize that it was Stefan she was speaking to. She thought he was one of Stefan's enemies who was trying to humiliate him.

"He hurt you, but you're still defending him. What do you think you'll gain from it?" Stefan's voice was low and filled with guilt.