The Untouchable Ex-Wife

The questions were relatively basic, and Joanne found them easy. However, she couldn't figure out the resolution for the final advanced application question.

On the other hand, Quinton was stuck at the first basic fill-in-the-blanks question. He bit his pen, seemingly casual when in fact, he was looking around suspiciously.

Joanne covered her test paper, frowned, and glared at Quinton. "What are you doing?"

"Let me have a look. What should be the answer to this blank?" Quinton pointed at a fill-in-the-blanks question." The hills we climb...and what follows after that?"

"Figure it out on your own!" Joanne covered her test paper well and added expressionlessly, "Didn't you recite it every day? Don't you know the answer? You're so stupid!"

Angry, Quinton slammed his pen on the table. "I quit! What the hell is this? Why am I doing this?"

earn his living on the dock at a young age and managed a spacious Carmine Pawnshop. He was the Midnight Demon, feared by everyone. Yet here he was, racking his brain and trying to recall the

people heard about that, they would

same. Why are you doing this?" Joanne sneered and criticized expressionlessly, "People like you care about nothing but killing and hatred. You don't

neat, charming, and was good at studying. All

time, he had not a chance to go to school because he was an adopted son. He had to do all the dirty

get out of bed and take him to a place hidden from adults. Then, she would teach him what

was already very tough and smart. Although he

though he had never studied at school. He knew basic Mathematics

him how to recite a poem, he would watch her cheek thoughtfully when he