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.

hands on her hips feigning sickness.

said in a deep voice before turning back towards Renee. "I can't stand back

rolled her eyes to the

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

he trying to string me along? This jerk… Turns out he really is a

that's how you want to play it, don't mind if I

strategy and she wrapped her arms around Stefan’s neck. While batting her eyelashes flirtatiously,

speechless. No one could

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

the hospital, Stefan stayed by Renee’s side throughout the entire process. He even

take long for the

realize that this is a

got here any later, you'd find her a cold corpse

his glasses and lectured Stefan sternly. "What kind of husband are you? How could you

don't blame him for this. He may have starved me and left me out in the cold… He may be

way too handsome, I couldn't

Why is she so different from what

both of them in disbelief. 'Ah, the younger generation… Always

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