The Untouchable Ex-Wife

“Nothing really, I’m just thinking about how certain feelings can blossom out of control…” Jovan mumbled to himself, then turned to her with a mysterious grim. “I have to say though, Stefan sure is a lucky guy. I wonder if he’d regret his choice after seeing what’s trending on the internet today.”

“Trending? What’s trending?”

“You have a phone, so take a look yourself.”

The woman had a bad feeling about this, and quickly unlocked her phone and scrolled through social media. It seemed that the paparazzi had been following them the whole time last night. There was video footage of them hugging each other as they got into the car, up until Jovan carried her into his home.

To make matters worse, these videos were currently on the top of the current trending articles. Each title was more scandalous than the other.

[Jovan Hunt’s night with his ex sister-in-law, lovebirds finally get their happy ending.]

[Stefan Hunt’s bold ex-wife spends a ‘rough’ night with ex lover.]

did I ever have a ‘rough’ night with you?! Ugh, I hate rumors, it’s almost impossible to get rid of them!” Renee put her

scandals like this every month. Just ignore them and things will naturally die down. The more you try to fight it, the more content you’re going to

scandals can ruin a woman’s life forever?!” Although Renee wasn’t all that modest,

this gets back to Stefan?! How am

panicking. I have loads of experience in solving these things. I have just the perfect plan too, and we don’t even need to

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your reputation, I can just take the loss and marry you. Then the rumors would become

trying to make me mad, Jovan?! Were you the one who spread this to the media?! I’m going to kill you!” Renee lost all rationality as she

and over again, questioning, “Be honest! Did you hire those paparazzi? Did you leak the news? Are you trying to ruin my life,

to continue yelling and hitting him. As if he were enjoying it, he flashed her a cunning smirk. “If you beat me

rotten to have become so demented! If your

then, Jovan’s bedroom door swung open. His mother, Sheila, was standing in