The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Chapter 33

“You should stop watching dramas.” Stefan scoffed. “I’ve been living in the opposite unit for four whole years. If anyone’s a stalker here, it’s you.”

“What did you say? You… live in the other unit?” Only then did Renee notice that the door to the opposite unit was ajar. She awkwardly scratched her head, wishing she could dig a hole in the ground and hide.

‘So he wasn’t stalking me… He actually lives here! Oh no, I called him all sorts of names earlier… It feels like I’m the narcissistic one here, assuming that he was stalking me like that!’”

Stefan’s sharp gaze scanned her room nonchalantly, and finally landed on her bedroom door.

“Your bedroom looks pretty different from mine.” Stefan walked towards it, intending to head inside.

Suddenly, Renee remembered that she had a pile of books about parenting still lying on her bed. She thought, ‘If Hunt sees them, he’ll find out about my pregnancy!’

“No!” She screamed as she stopped him, right before he got to the door.

“Let me through,” Stefan demanded. As someone with power and status, no one had ever been able to stop him when he put his mind to something. 1

arms out, refusing to give in. She was so annoyed that she felt like punching him. “Do we look like best friends to you? What makes you think you have the right to enter my bedroom

was a foot shorter than

words!” Renee hissed furiously. ‘If he refuses to listen, I’ll have no choice but to use force. With my combat skills, I wouldn’t even need to use

flashing me again,” Stefan pointed out, giving

jerk!” Renee instinctively covered her chest with her hands,

past the woman into the bedroom. The entire

Kitty bedsheet is most unexpected from a woman

much about

was about to notice the books next to her pillows, and hollered at the top of her lungs:

at him and pinned him onto

he stared at the woman on

was wondering how this little woman possessed the strength to pin him down. Embarrassingly, he couldn’t even sit up no matter

handsome, you know?” Renee stammered as she subtly stuffed

pressure point on

back. It was equivalent to tranquilizing him, so Stefan was naturally unable to

why he enjoyed being so dominant. The man looked like an adorable, helpless little lamb