The Untouchable Ex-Wife

The atmosphere immediately became heavy.

Renee cleared her throat awkwardly and immediately leaped out of Jamie's arms.

"Big guy, we're not kids anymore, so don't say things like that.

It's late, and I'll get scared." She hated when men tried to blur the lines with her, especially when it was someone close to her like a childhood friend.

It was more horrible than bumping into ghosts.

Jamie laughed, offering her an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry.

I was just joking." Even if he was a bit flirtatious sometimes, he was always respectful.

Renee tilted her body and looked at the manor behind Jamie, then smiled at him politely.

She was suspicious of Jamie's sudden appearance,

felt that her instincts were right—Stefan had to be

inside and look around, so if Stefan

Jamie raised a brow and gestured for her to enter

here alone lately, and it gets rather

but I was never able to get in touch with

if you hadn't asked me." The both of

old, it looked just like how Renee

the elegant Varangia style, with paintings on the wall

detective searching for clues, but failed to find any traces of

plummeted, and she

too much credit again,"

stuck in trees and making a fool of herself all for

mean?" Jamie stood behind Renee

questions for his childhood friend, but not all of them