The Untouchable Ex-Wife

“Oof, n… nope!” Renee immediately stopped grinning and stood up obediently. She didn’t even dare to breathe too loud.

She had to admit, despite his sickness, his innate aura was still rather imposing. Thus, while he expressed anger, the atmosphere became rather cold, and she was smart enough to know when to stop.

“Uhm, I didn’t mean to make fun of you. I… I just haven’t finished shaving you.” Renee looked for an excuse carefully, aware of the tense atmosphere.

Hehehe, I saved the photos anyway. I can just look back on them in the future.’

“No need.” Stefan reached his arm over to the table and looked for the razor. He then shaved his stubbles clean by going around his entire neck with the razor. He completed the entire process with practiced ease, as though it came as second nature to him.

Renee was stunned, pointing at him. “So you could do it yourself! That looks way better than what I did! Then… Why did you ask me to shave for you?”

From her point of view, helping a man shave was an extremely personal task, just as much as helping someone blow dry their hair. Only those in romantic relationships would do this for each other.

but why did he ask me to help? Isn’t that just plain

he remembered

I wanted you to, that’s why,” Stefan replied nonchalantly,

‘Ugh… What utter nonsense!’

She tried to sound rational, saying, “You heard about it earlier, right? I’m Jovan’s

was rather sharp and managed to

not lying. Jovan really is my boyfriend. Didn’t you hear how much he let me punch him just now? If we weren’t dating, he would’ve defended himself.” Renee pursed her lips and spouted the bunch of nonsense in a

choice; it was to prevent him from ever catching