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.

hair, on the other hand, walked right past Renee and cut the line, taking the spot

that woman? How could she just jump

albeit in lowered voices. The rest were just as annoyed but dared not say a

woman has powerful connections. We can’t afford

the first she jumped the line anyway, so let’s just endure

“…”

just stay quiet about it, but when she remembered how pompously snobbish the woman was when she snatched their parking spot earlier and how she had the gall to jump in line in front of everyone, she just lost all

“Hey, curlyhead!”

the snobbish woman turned around and looked around

around, I was talking

intimidating as she asked the woman, “Have

“What do you mean?”

to wait for your turn. That way you’d be a good example to the children. But of course, if you

“You… You…!”