The Untouchable Ex Wife by Mizuki Sei

“Wait!” Seraphina suddenly called out to the man and took her phone camera out, smiling. “A lovely scene like this should be recorded and shown to the public! Everyone will get to enjoy this over and over again on the internet.”

“I pity you, Murphy, but you sure aren’t a weakling. Color me impressed!” Renee had given up at this point.

She merely regretted not being able to leave a proper will to her friends and family.

‘I probably won’t be able to rest in peace if I die such a sudden death.’

“Looks to me you’re still resisting. Well, I could tell you one more thing…” Seraphina said slowly as she captured Renee’s embarrassing state. “Do you know why Stef suddenly broke up with you out of nowhere, even though your relationship was going really well? And why he chose to be with me instead?”

Renee scoffed, finding this quite woeful. “How insecure do you have to be to show off your amazing love story at this moment? Why else would he do that? Isn’t it all because you are childhood friends, and he’s so deeply in love with you?!”

have I ever imagined that I could make you feel jealous, Everheart. What a shame… that I don’t actually have what it takes to do that.” Seraphina let out a long sigh, speaking truthfully. “I really feel bad Stef, you know? To think the woman he swore on his life to

was stern as she

me for three months just because he wanted to continue working with the Murphys. In reality, he doesn’t

is you,” Seraphina replied. She didn’t mind divulging such information with a soon-to-be corpse. Hence, she continued on with her story, revealing every

that you were the one who murdered Briar Desrosiers. What do you think would’ve happened to you if

you…” Renee

and intended to go out with pride. Yet now

Seraphina shrugged, completely unaware as well. “I have no idea who was the saint who

wasn’t sure if that could work, considering how well I know Stef. He hates being threatened. And I thought he wouldn’t sell himself

or sad about this. He actually agreed to date me, and he allowed me to do anything to him.

No one could tell if she was mad, jealous, or sorrowful at that point. She just kept choking back tears, repeating her words. “I don’t get it! I just don’t get it! You’re no better