The Untouchable Ex Wife by Mizuki Sei

Chapter 31

“Or what?” Renee turned around, staring at the man’s hand around her wrist, her expression as calm as still water. “Would you like to return the favor, Mr. Hunt?”

Stefan was silent as he stared at her coldly. His deep gaze held a million unspoken words.

Renee boldly stepped forward, and her face was now inches away from his. Her lips curved into a smirk, and she whispered mockingly, “Mr. Hunt is famous for holding grudges, so why pretend? If you’re upset, just get even and slap me.”

Naturally, Stefan didn’t lift a finger. Instead, he looked at the people around them, silently commanding

them to leave.

Soon, they were the only two left in the large restaurant.

Stefan let go of her, and exhaled deeply. “I never wanted to use you…. I may have been lying when I said I loved you, but I truly am sorry for hurting you.”

The light of the chandelier accentuated the man’s beautiful features, making him look like some kind of ethereal being. He was so near, yet so far.

“Are you… apologizing to me?” Renee froze, her eyes wide in disbelief. She hadn’t expected the insufferably prideful Master Hunt to lower his ego and apologize.

must’ve misheard me.” Stefan let out a dry cough,

gravely affected

your act just now? I helped clear your name! What else do you want me to do?”

in her place, they’d definitely paint him in a worse light and demand a huge sum of money. Renee,

got a divorce… we’d still have to pretend like we’re together in public,” Stefan explained. He’d even started meddling

Instead, you may continue using your title as ‘Mrs. Hunt’ anywhere you’d like, and you can

he is? Who gave him the right to

Renee sneered. “Our divorce will be finalized soon, and when that happens, we will no longer have any connection to each other. What

use your ex-wife to protect your precious image. Have you no shame? Do you think the world revolves around you? Also, how could you say you’d’ come to my rescue’ when

wanted to do was leave this place; she didn’t want to associate with

a heart transplant in two days,” Stefan said slowly, his eyes still fixed on her. “The doctors said he can’t

man as her

like she was his granddaughter. There was no doubt that he’d be

of her

his expression softened. “Just give it some thought, at the very least. If you agree to do it, I’ll come pick you up tomorrow. Where

her fists angrily. ‘Why is Stefan Hunt acting like a young scoundrel? His cold

business!” She