The Untouchable Ex-Wife

“Or what?” Renee turned around, staring at the man’s hand around her wrist, her expression as calm as still water. “Would you like to return the favor, Mr. Hunt?”

Stefan was silent as he stared at her coldly. His deep gaze held a million unspoken words.

Renee boldly stepped forward, and her face was now inches away from his. Her lips curved into a smirk, and she whispered mockingly, “Mr. Hunt is famous for holding grudges, so why pretend? If you’re upset, just get even and slap me.”

Naturally, Stefan didn’t lift a finger. Instead, he looked at the people around them, silently commanding

them to leave.

Soon, they were the only two left in the large restaurant.

Stefan let go of her, and exhaled deeply. “I never wanted to use you…. I may have been lying when I said I loved you, but I truly am sorry for hurting you.”

The light of the chandelier accentuated the man’s beautiful features, making him look like some kind of ethereal being. He was so near, yet so far.

“Are you… apologizing to me?” Renee froze, her eyes wide in disbelief. She hadn’t expected the insufferably prideful Master Hunt to lower his ego and apologize.

“No, you must’ve misheard me.” Stefan let out a dry cough, looking embarrassed.

He quickly schooled his expression back into his usual cold mask. “I don’t know if you’ve realized, but H Group was gravely affected by your little livestream prank. Since you’re the one who did it, you need

to take full responsibility for it.”

“Didn’t I cooperate with your act just now? I helped clear your name! What else do you want me to do?” Renee bit out furiously.

Personally, she felt like she was being too nice to him. If someone else were in her place, they’d definitely paint him in a worse light and demand a huge sum of money. Renee, however, couldn’t bring herself to do so, as she had truly loved the man for the past four years.

“Everyone is rooting for us, so even if we got a divorce… we’d still have to pretend like we’re together in public,” Stefan explained. He’d even started meddling in the woman’s private life.

“On paper, you’re still my wife, so it’s best that you don’t get too close with that Osborne fellow. It’d be bad for our reputation. Instead, you may continue using your title as ‘Mrs. Hunt’ anywhere you’d like, and you can spend however much you want. Also, if anyone tries to make trouble for you, just tell me right away and I’ll come to your rescue.”

Renee was so stunned that her jaw dropped. ‘Did he hit his head somewhere? Who does he think he is? Who gave him the right to control my life? Also… did he really say he’d come to my rescue? Ugh, what a narcissist!’ (2

“Mr. Hunt, you seem to have forgotten something.” Renee sneered. “Our divorce will be finalized soon, and when that happens, we will no longer have any connection to each other. What makes you think you have any control over my life? Are you the law? Are you God?” This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

“Your mistress is carrying your child, and yet, you still want to use your ex-wife to protect your precious image. Have you no shame? Do you think the world revolves around you? Also, how could you say you’d’ come to my rescue’ when all you did was neglect me throughout our entire marriage? You never once asked me if I was okay… Your fake promises disqust mel”.

This was the first time Renee felt so irritated with the man. All she wanted to do was leave this place; she didn’t want to associate with him any longer.

“Grandpa is getting a heart transplant in two days,” Stefan said slowly, his eyes still fixed on her. “The doctors said he can’t get too worked up.”

Renee turned away from the man as her frosty expression wavered slightly.

Out of all her in-laws, the old Mr. Hunt was the nicest to her, as he had always treated her like she was his granddaughter. There was no doubt that he’d be horrified if he were to find out about their divorce.

She would be haunted by guilt for the rest of her life if anything were to happen to him.

Stefan seemed to have read the woman’s mind, as his expression softened. “Just give it some thought, at the very least. If you agree to do it, I’ll come pick you up tomorrow. Where do you live now, by the way? Send me the address later.”

Renee gasped, clenching her fists angrily. ‘Why is Stefan Hunt acting like a young scoundrel? His cold and mysterious image is completely gone!”

“That’s none of your business!” She rolled her eyes and strode away.

When the woman got home, she kept tossing and turning on her bed, unable to fall asleep. She kept thinking about that jerk’s face, the things he said, and… how it felt when their lips touched. 1

Emotions whirled in her like a storm. She was furious with him, but there was a part of her that was undoubtedly flustered by the man.

‘Damn it, Renee Everheart! Wake up! Hasn’t he hurt you enough? Why are you letting him affect you again?”

She was still able to get some sleep, but her slumber was soon interrupted by her phone ringing early in the morning.

“Ren, are you alright? Did that jerk take advantage of you? Do we need to call the cops on him?” Leia’s panicked voice sounded over the line.

“What? Why are we calling the cops?” Renee was confused and drowsy since she had just woken. up.

“Did you not watch the news? They caught everything on camera!” Leia stomped her foot angrily as she continued questioning the woman. “Don’t tell me you slept with him! You didn’t, right?”