The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Chapter 614

There were a few men inside the men’s restroom standing at the urinals, doing their business without a care in the world. When Renee stormed in, they were shocked and hastily covered their private areas with their hands.

’ You…” One of them sputtered indignantly, his face red in embarrassment.

‘ What are you looking at?” Renee shouted at the men, holding her head high. “Have you never seen a woman in the men’s restroom before? If you can’t deal with it, then get out!”

The men in there were all respectable gentlemen, and they had probably never encountered such a tough and intimidating woman before. Instantly, they hurriedly zipped up and ran out.

In a few seconds, the restroom was empty, except for the lone figure at the innermost urinal – Stefan Hunt. He stood straight and tall, like a cold and flawless marble statue. He managed to exude an air of superiority and unattainable perfection even as he stood in front of a urinal.

He had not yet done his business before Renee barged in, so he turned to her with an icy stare as he asked slowly, “What do you want?”

fuel to the fire burning inside Renee. She was so enraged that she looked like a puffer fish, ready to

barely restrained anger, clenching her fists so hard her knuckles turned white. “Why are you playing dumb, Stefan Hunt? Do you really need to ask me

place is crawling with reporters, and

overly calm demeanor made it seem like he was mocking her childishness and uncontrolled

could punch that flawless face of his! How could a man so ruthlessly cold and uncaring even exist? Was he a robot

asked, trying to calmly communicate with Stefan while stifling the urge to choose

shrug. “As you might have seen, H Group needed to weed out some bad seeds, so I had to use some tricks to lure them out and eliminate

the man’s unfeeling expression, feeling like

I shouldered was for nothing! It must have been hilarious to you, hmm? You must have been laughing your heart out back then seeing how gullible and stupid I

were really worried about me, that you were upset about my death? So, you not caring about me was a lie, wasn’t it? You haven’t given up on me,