The Untouchable Ex Wife by Mizuki Sei

“Fine!”

Stefan’s renowned haughtiness finally gave way to Renee’s gentle persuasions. He turned the steering wheel with one hand while he tousled her hair with the other. “For the sake of my angelic wife, I won’t stoop to their level today.”

And so, they agreed to part ways—Stefan drove away and headed towards the open-air parking lot less than half a mile away, while Renee got out of the car and queued up in front of the kindergarten gate and waited her turn to pick up her kids. Once the kids were with her, Stefan drove back to the kindergarten, and they would meet up again.

In fact, many other parents had opted to do the same thing, because there were just too few parking spots in front of the kindergarten, so it did not matter whether you were a powerful official or a common citizen, once they became parents, they had to abide the rules to set a good example for their children.

Meanwhile, the Panamera boastfully screeched to a halt in the parking spot that Stefan had just given up. The door opened, and out came a young woman with long curly hair and heavy makeup, clad in a Chanel haute couture dress and an expensive, limited edition designer handbag slung over her forearm. Her ten-inch stilettos clicked onto the ground as she snobbily stepped out of the car.

The line in front of the kindergarten was already very long as the teachers handed the children one by one to their parents. Because she was late, Renee ended up at the very end of the line. She stood on her tiptoes and stretched her neck to look inside, only to see from afar that Adie, Abby, and another boy had been singled out by the teacher Miss Apple, who seemed to be giving them a lecture in a corner.

‘Oh boy,’ she thought, instantly worried, ‘what did the two rascals do this time?’

But no matter how anxious she was, she still patiently waited in line for her turn.

woman with curly hair, on the other hand, walked right past Renee and cut the line, taking the

going on? Who’s that woman? How could she just

displeasure, albeit in lowered voices.

ignore it. That woman has powerful connections.

the first she jumped the line

“…”

Renee, most parents would rather turn a blind eye to certain things, hoping they wouldn’t ruffle any feathers for the sake of their children’s safety. Renee had initially planned to just stay quiet about it, but when she remembered how pompously snobbish the

“Hey, curlyhead!”

snobbish woman turned around and looked around

looking around, I was

cold and intimidating as she asked the

“What do you mean?”

way you’d be a good example to the children. But of course, if you turn around now and stand at the back of the

“You… You…!”