The Untouchable Ex Wife by Mizuki Sei

Chapter 2069

The questions were relatively basic, and Joanne found them easy. However, she couldn't figure out the resolution for the final advanced application question.

On the other hand, Quinton was stuck at the first basic fill-in-the-blanks question. He bit his pen, seemingly casual when in fact, he was looking around suspiciously.

Joanne covered her test paper, frowned, and glared at Quinton. "What are you doing?"

"Let me have a look. What should be the answer to this blank?" Quinton pointed at a fill-in-the-blanks question." The hills we climb...and what follows after that?"

"Figure it out on your own!" Joanne covered her test paper well and added expressionlessly, "Didn't you recite it every day? Don't you know the answer? You're so stupid!"

Angry, Quinton slammed his pen on the table. "I quit! What the hell is this? Why am I doing this?"

He tried to earn his living on the dock at a young age and managed a spacious Carmine Pawnshop. He was the Midnight Demon, feared by everyone. Yet here he was, racking his brain and trying to recall the difficult poem in Early Modern English.

If people heard about that, they would laugh at him.

"I feel the same. Why are you doing this?" Joanne sneered and criticized expressionlessly, "People like you care about nothing but killing and hatred. You don't have to waste time on things like these."

For her, Quinton was at first a very good person. He was neat, charming, and was good at studying. All he could see was the wonderful things in the world. Although the world had harmed him, he wouldn't be pessimistic.

At that time, he had not a chance to go to school because he was an adopted son. He had to do all the dirty and tiring chores, too.

As his nominal sister, Joanne felt sorry for this charming but gloomy brother of hers. At night, she would secretly get out of bed and take him to a place hidden from adults. Then, she would teach him what she had learned in the morning or what had happened in school by relying on the light of a lamp and the moon.

When Quinton was young, he was already very tough and smart. Although he had just learned things from Joanne, he learned well-even better than her.

Hence, he wasn't illiterate though he had never studied at school. He knew basic Mathematics and loved how Joanne taught him to recite poems.

When Joanne taught him how to recite a poem, he would watch her cheek thoughtfully when he heard about the wonderful youth.

When she recited about the past feelings and memories that evoked sadness, he would feel very sad too. Even his eyes would turn red.

The ignorant Quinton began to understand his special feelings for Joanne. It was more than the affection a brother would have for his sister.

He also anticipated that their relationship wouldn't be smooth. If not, he wouldn't be heartbroken when he heard about the sadness being written about in the poem.

Unexpectedly, the poem seemed to have anticipated their future. They did end up in sadness.

"You're no longer the man I used to know. You don't have to force yourself to do things you're not interested in. Just go!" Joanne suggested coldly.