The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Half a year later, in a small town of West Varangia were several small wooden houses with pointed roofs. Like a fairytale, these beautiful structures were built along the tall mountain ranges.

The loveliest house among the rest was at the foot of the mountain. There were rows and rows of sunflowers swaying in the wind, basking in the sunlight within the large front yard.

In the very middle of the garden was a handsome man in a wheelchair. As the sunlight brushed against his skin, he lifted his face to take in the wonderful scent of flowers. His expression was filled with bliss.

“Are you thirsty? Would you like some water?” Renee asked gently, caressing Jovan’s knee over the soft blanket.

“I’d like to have some of your coffee.”

“Okay, get some more sun for now. I’ll go make you some coffee.”

Before leaving, the woman bent down and kissed him softly on the forehead as reassurance.

Jovan squeezed her hand. His voice

had been six months since Jovan cooperated with the Bloodletting and Bone Fumigation Therapy. Although he lost his ability to

himself to receive love and affection from the woman of his dreams was certainly

kitchen. She was focused,

herself for everything that

have Jovan risk his life to save Stefan. Since she had ruined

news happened to be playing on the television in

a three-month-long honeymoon. Their first

coffee mug shattered

adrenaline. Before this, she had been rather depressed and couldn’t

are you okay?” Jovan asked nervously as soon as he heard the commotion from the front

able to walk properly, nor could he see what had happened. He couldn’t do anything