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?!”

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 protect views him in

tone was stern as she questioned. “What

Murphys. In reality, he doesn’t even care if my family

didn’t mind divulging such information with a soon-to-be corpse. Hence,

received an anonymous video—clear evidence that you were the one who murdered Briar Desrosiers.

How did you…” Renee was once again

out with pride. Yet now she felt deflated, finding herself an unforgivable sinner. She couldn’t even bring herself to

who was the saint who sent me this either. They even kindly reminded me that I could

And I thought he wouldn’t sell himself out just for you, right? You’re not that important

agreed to date me, and he allowed me to do anything to him. All he wanted was for me to destroy that clip and never tell

up as she spoke, stumbling slightly. 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!