The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Renee thought she was about to fall flat on her face.

Just then, a man wrapped his strong arm around her waist, catching her fall. The fresh scent of peppermint filled her senses, entrancing the woman entirely.

“You’re burning hot… Do you have a fever?” Stefan asked her with a hint of concern in his voice.

The urge to protect her sprang up in his mind, accompanied by the following thought.

‘She’s so thin and frail, like a feather.’

“This doesn’t concern you!” Renee hissed through her teeth as she regained her balance. She stubbornly tried to free herself from his arms.

After the procedure was done, she intended to walk away elegantly, leaving Stefan in the dust. She wanted to avoid casting the impression that she was using her illness to gain sympathy.

However, no matter how tough she tried to act, her body was simply exhausted. Even after gaining her footing, she staggered backward.

Seeing this, Stefan lifted her bridal style and said, “I’ll get you to the hospital.”

“What are you doing… Let go of me!” Visibly upset, Renee wriggled in his arms with all her might. “Do you not remember that we’ve separated…”

“You’re still considered my wife during the waiting period.” The man insisted firmly.

Seeing them leaving together, Briar went into a state of panic. This was not what she wanted to happen.

feigning sickness. “Fan, wait up! I can’t

later,” Stefan said in a deep voice before turning back towards Renee. “I can’t stand

Renee nearly rolled her eyes to the back of her

the hell is he doing?! First, he knocks up his mistress and forces his wife into a divorce. Now he’s acting as if he

string me along? This jerk… Turns out he really is a perfect match for Briar

to play it, don’t mind if I

arms around Stefan’s neck. While batting her

one could tell what

the color drained from Briar’s face as she was consumed

stayed by Renee’s side throughout the entire process. He even went as far as waiting for the blood test results with

take long for the hospital to get

that this is

her a cold corpse rather than diagnosed

husband are you? How could you let your wife wear such thin clothing in this cold weather, with a fever no less? How heartless can

He may have starved me and left me out in the cold… He may be very temperamental and takes out his anger

I couldn’t possibly hold

she saying? Why is she so different from

as well, looking at the both of them in disbelief. ‘Ah, the younger generation… Always full

the pills I’ve prescribed. You may rest here till the IV bag is