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?”

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

hard her knuckles turned white. “Why are you playing dumb, Stefan Hunt? Do you really need to ask me

crawling with reporters, and yet you followed me into the men’s restroom. This kind of behavior is highly

seem like he

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

about this whole situation?” Renee asked, trying to calmly communicate with Stefan while stifling the urge

think there’s anything to explain…” Stefan replied with a nonchalant shrug. “As you might have seen, H Group needed to weed out some bad seeds, so I had

Renee stared at the man’s unfeeling expression, feeling like she

that guilt I shouldered was for nothing! It

that mean,” Stefan asked, staring at Renee with a complex emotion in his eyes, “that you 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