The Untouchable Ex Wife by Mizuki Sei

Renee stood before the windows while she tried her best to adjust the angle of the telescope, acting as if she was a spy focused on her mission. Everyone had a tendency to snoop at some point, and it should be fine if she snooped on the legendary Stefan Hunt himself.

The man was currently sitting before his desk, reading through the document in his hands thoroughly. His defined, charming features were perfectly sculpted, making him look like he belonged on the front cover of a magazine.

“Ugh, just look at how serious he’s pretending to be. I refuse to believe you won’t yawn or pick your nose in private!” Renee scoffed cheekily as she stayed in the same position for quite some time, hoping to capture a glimpse of Stefan’s uglier side.

After a short while, Stefan received a call and got up, walking over to his windows with a cup of coffee in his hand.

“Sh*t!” Renee ducked immediately, worried that she would be caught red-handed. From what she knew of the man, he was a complete narcissist who thought she still had feelings for him. If he were to find out that she was spying on him with a telescope, he would definitely not let it slide.

Thinking that Stefan had likely walked away, Renee peeked out from her hiding spot and started looking for him once more.

disappear like that?” She muttered as she looked into

you looking at?” A deep, calm voice sounded from

is that? That pervert of course!” Renee replied without turning around, continuing her search by staring into the man’s office from different angles. She seemed rather childish at that

see if he picks his nose or something in private. I refuse to believe that a normal person could maintain the same perfect act all the time! Doesn’t

you’re really that curious, I’ll allow you to

spun around. To her horror, she found Stefan sitting at her desk with his legs crossed and both hands in his pockets. He was staring back at her with

into her hands with a groan, wishing she could disappear into thin

let lightning strike

But now, it looks to me like you really do still love me, to the point you’d stoop so low as to spy on