The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Chapter 172

Margaret looked at Renee’s belly and nodded in understanding.

“You’re right. The most important thing right now is to nurture your baby and have a safe birth.”

The older woman didn’t ask who the father of Renee’s baby was, and the latter didn’t say a word about it either. The two women had an unspoken understanding of the situation.

Renee was completely assured that Margaret would keep her mouth shut. As long as Renee didn’t permit it, her nanny would

take this secret to her grave.

Renee put off all activities in the next few days and stayed in bed, nursing her baby under Margarent’s meticulous care. It was clear that Margaret had come from a great line of doctors, as Renee’s previous minor illnesses were cured with just a few

doses of medicine.

She no longer felt fatigued, and her appetite improved. She could now stomach several meals a day without feeling nauseous.

Today. Margaret went out early to do some grocery shopping, and Renee slept in bed. The sun bathed her skin with warm light,

and she felt at peace and comfortable.

Renee secretly planned to take her child and Margaret to live abroad once her business was settled. By then, she wouldn’t

and

didn’t last very long, as she

you scared of? Just smash all of it! I don’t believe that

make all of you eat

slightly, and she opened her eyes with

as the minutes ticked by, accompanied by the obvious crashing

hallucination but

up and casually dressed, wearing her

down to see a man in a white suit directing four to five gangsters holding steel pipes and smashing the

appliances in the

fear! Our boss doesn’t believe in those things. We’re trashing this place as much as we want today, boys! We’re eliminating evil for the

suit didn’t notice Renee standing on the stairs as he spoke to the

rascals had accepted payment for a job, so they naturally didn’t

looked like it had just

and what are you doing?!”

soon fueled her with anger, and

in the white suit saw Margaret, he froze and turned pale with fright before spluttering incredulously, “l–it’s you! T -that fierce old

you! A lackey of the Sunders‘,

as she stared at the man who had almost driven her to her death. She lunged at him like she

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