The Untouchable Ex Wife by Mizuki Sei

Stefan was gone for more than a week. He was gone without any news, as if he had disappeared like Mr. Q.

He could not be contacted by phone, Francine said she did not know where he was, and the media did not mention his disappearance at all.

Leia was really anxious. She used her connections to look for him everywhere, but the rich young people who were usually fearless all played dumb this time, afraid to say too much.

However, Renee remained calm. When her call couldn’t get through, she would just try calling again after a few hours. If she still couldn’t get through, she would simply give up as if nothing had happened.

On a certain morning, Renee leisurely set up an easel facing the sea to paint the beautiful sunrise.

Leia anxiously paced back and forth beside her. After a while, she could not stand it anymore. She grabbed Renee’s paintbrush and asked with a frown, “Ren, how can you still paint at a time like this? Aren’t you worried?”

“What’s there to worry about?”

Renee asked leisurely.

“You haven’t heard from Stefan for a week. He couldn’t stay away from you when he was here, but now he’s suddenly disappeared. This is abnormal…”

“What’s abnormal about it?”

like he’d get killed or he’d cheat on

“Why not?!”

and forced

Renee would get hurt again, so it was difficult to say many things directly,

let alone do something as childish as avoiding me by not answering the phone. That’s why I

with

and the first

only be a matter of time before

have to hold onto them with a string. Stefan is currently like a kite that has broken free from the string. God knows where he’s flown to. You can’t just let him fly further and further away while

on the matter. To Leia, a relationship

and unpredictable. Both Renee and her had lost to it before. That’s why they

I don’t agree with what

over with a milk-flavored lollipop that he had just cheated off Abby. His hands were in his pockets and his gait was carefree. He said playfully, “If a man wants to fly away, he’ll still fly away even if you tie him up with a thousand strings. Your constraints will only make

birds of a feather. Don’t