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?"

young age and managed a spacious Carmine Pawnshop. He was the Midnight Demon, feared by everyone. Yet here he was, racking his

that, they would laugh

you doing this?" Joanne sneered and criticized expressionlessly, "People like you care about nothing but killing and hatred. You don't have to waste time on things

good at studying. All he could see was the wonderful things in the world.

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

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

already very tough and smart. Although he had just learned things

wasn't illiterate though he had never studied at school. He knew basic Mathematics and loved how

taught him how to recite a poem, he would watch