The Untouchable Ex-Wife

“Atchoo! Atchoo!”

Renee sneezed several times as she arrived at a crowded restaurant, so much so that her ears were burning up.

“That’s weird. I swear I’m not sick anymore, but why am I still sneezing so much?” Renee sniffed, wondering if she should take some Tylenol later.

“Maybe someone is talking behind your back!” Leia Osborne said as she handed Renee a copy of ‘BC News’. “Oh Ren, you’re in trouble! Your future ex-husband is out to get you. He’s even offered a hundred and fifty million as a reward!”

As Liam’s twin sister, Leia was also very close with Renee. However, she didn’t worship her like how her brother did. She was more like Renee’s best friend. Whenever the two got together, banter and hilarious memories would ensue.

Renee scanned through the newspapers and chuckled with disdain. “If he has the power to do this, he should think of how to mend that flawed business system instead! It’s been years, and yet their system is still as weak as ever. It really didn’t take much to hack into it.”

“You’re wild, Ren!” Leia said and gave her a thumbs up. “As you should be, though, honestly! After all, you’re the legendary hacker, the one and only Phoenix!”

really wasted his handsome looks. He’s all beauty but no brains! How could he cheat on you?! You’ve been nothing but great! He even got

hadn’t secretly stopped every attack on that broken system, it would’ve been hacked repeatedly… Ugh, he deserves everything that’s happening to him

in love with time, despite their arranged marriage, just like the ones shown in fiction. Instead, the plot in this love story took a turn, as the male lead brought his mistress and their illegitimate child into the house. From that moment on, Leia felt like her heart had sunk

Leia thought, feeling as if she was angrier than Renee herself. She even contemplated barging

walked over to their table, serving them a plate of nicely barbecued skewers, along with a few cans of beer. Leia immediately opened one of the cans and downed

Renee hesitated despite looking at the juicy, aromatic food

about to divorce, and you’re about to be free!

the waiters. “Excuse me. I’d like a glass of orange juice and a plate of chicken

Pfft!

was so shocked that she spat her beer out. Her mouth was left wide agape. “What the heck? You know you’re getting a divorce soon, right? Why are you still acting like a modest little lady? Do