The Untouchable Ex-Wife

When Stefan regained consciousness, he realized that he was already laying on a hospital bed, his head wrapped in white
gauze.
Renee remained by his side the entire time. It was only upon seeing his eyes open did she let out a sigh of relief.
However, she sounded distant regardless. “Since you’re up, I’ll be leaving now.”
In actuality, she worried for the man, but she didn’t want him to find out.
Before she left, she felt him grab her wrist.
“Are you alright? Did they do anything to you?” Stefan asked weakly.
Despite his condition, his beautiful eyes remained sharp as it scanned Renee’s entire body.
The woman returned his concern with a cold smile. “Thanks for worrying, Mr. Hunt. But you should worry about yourself first,
especially with that strength of yours. I’m completely fine!”
She had loved this man for four years. Once upon a time, she wished for him to show concern toward her as well, even if it were
just empty words.
Now, she no longer needed his love...
To her surprise, Stefan dismissed her cold attitude towards him and was stupefied. “Those people were thugs, weren’t they?
How did you even escape from them?”
“Uhm...” Renee froze up. She couldn’t confess that she had beaten them into the ground in order to escape after all.
“Is the question that difficult to answer?” Sensing something was off, Stefan stared into her eyes. He didn’t think this was a
complicated question, and it shouldn’t take her this long to reply.
As Renee met his gaze, it felt like lasers were shooting through her mind. Keeping her cool, she responded, “I had to use your
title, of course. You’re the great Master Hunt!”
“When they heard that you’re the heir to the most powerful family in the city, they were so scared that they begged for
forgiveness on their knees. Then I sent you straight to the hospital...”

Her reasoning was immaculate. Bringing out the Hunt family name was truly considered a trump card since no one would ever
dare to cross them in the slightest.
It was believable enough that Stefan bought it.
He stared at the woman’s slender figure, feeling conflicted as he remembered how she was being surrounded by those
gangsters.
“If you knew my title is useful in situations like these, why didn’t you use it from the start?”
“Huh?”
“If someone dares to harass you again, don’t foolishly reason with them. I’m sure it’d be quicker to solve this by saying you’re my
ex-wife.”
Renee was perplexed. She looked at the man and wondered. ‘What does he even mean? Isn’t he being way too confident in
himself?’
“Mr. Hunt, do you know how many children die of starvation each year?”
“And how much money do the beggars in front of this hospital earn daily?”
“Or maybe, do you perhaps know how much the sea level rises every hour due to global warming?”
The woman’s words confused Stefan. “What does that have to do with me?”
“Precisely. What would my business have to do with you?”
Hearing this, Stefan’s expression darkened in an instant.
Renee put on a fake smile and stood before the bed. “Don’t you know why curiosity killed the cat?”
“Why?” Stefan asked, still visibly upset.
“Because it couldn’t mind its own business,” Renee said as she brushed her hair back.
“I hope you understand that we’ll be legally divorced after twenty days. Please take care of yourself, and mind your own
business.”

“If you really have that much love to give, give it to charity, build a good reputation for yourself...”
The woman left Stefan no room to retort. All he could do was clench his fists silently.
‘When did she learn to speak like that? It’s like her tongue is made of thorns. She doesn’t have any resemblance to that gentle
little bunny she used to be back then...’
“Goodbye!” said Renee as she left without an ounce of hesitation.
It was too late to show affection now, she simply couldn’t care less. Besides, this wasn’t exactly an act of love. He just didn’t want
to feel guilty for his actions.
If that was the case, she didn’t need him to worry about her safety.
However, before Renee could exit the ward, she immediately bumped right into her mother-in-law