The Untouchable Ex Wife by Mizuki Sei

Renee thought she was about to fall flat on her face.

Just then, a man wrapped his strong arm around her waist, catching her fall. The fresh scent of peppermint filled her senses, entrancing the woman entirely.

"You're burning hot… Do you have a fever?" Stefan asked her with a hint of concern in his voice.

The urge to protect her sprang up in his mind, accompanied by the following thought.

'She's so thin and frail, like a feather.'

"This doesn't concern you!" Renee hissed through her teeth as she regained her balance. She stubbornly tried to free herself from his arms.

After the procedure was done, she intended to walk away elegantly, leaving Stefan in the dust. She wanted to avoid casting the impression that she was using her illness to gain sympathy.

However, no matter how tough she tried to act, her body was simply exhausted. Even after gaining her footing, she staggered backward.

Seeing this, Stefan lifted her bridal style and said, "I'll get you to the hospital."

"What are you doing… Let go of me!" Visibly upset, Renee wriggled in his arms with all her might. "Do you not remember that we've separated…"

"You're still considered my wife during the waiting period." The man insisted firmly.

Seeing them leaving together, Briar went into a state of panic. This was not what she wanted to happen.

her hips feigning sickness. "Fan, wait up!

Stefan said in a deep voice before turning back towards Renee. "I can't stand back and watch when she's clearly

eyes to

his mistress and forces his wife into a divorce. Now he's acting as

he think he is? Is he trying to string me along? This jerk…

how you want to play it, don't

arms around Stefan’s neck. While batting her eyelashes flirtatiously, she said "Thank you,

as he was left speechless. No one could

hand, the color drained from Briar's face as she was

hospital, Stefan stayed by Renee’s side throughout the entire process. He even went as far as waiting for

the hospital to get back

do realize that this is

she got here any later, you'd find her a cold corpse rather than diagnosed

glasses and lectured Stefan sternly. "What kind of husband are you? How could you let your wife wear such thin clothing in this

sickeningly sweet tone, choking on fake tears. "Doctor, please don't blame him for this. He may have starved me and left me out in the cold… He may be very temperamental and takes out his anger on me… He may have cheated on

handsome, I couldn't possibly hold a

she saying? Why is she so different from what I

as well, looking at the both of them in disbelief. 'Ah,

pills I've prescribed. You may rest here till