The Untouchable Ex-Wife

"What do I want?" Renee blinked slowly as she thought about it, then giggled.
"I want to suffer.
I want to face my karma and live a terrible life." Yeah, she would lead a leisurely life without Stefan— he was the reason her life
was full of twists and turns.
That was her karma, and she was always willing to accept it.
"I... Listen. My former mother-in-law went to a fortune-teller who said that if Stefan and I got together, many bad things would
happen to us.
At first, I thought it was just superstition, but now it seems like the fortune-teller was right.
I... I want to find that fortune-teller and see if I'll get married again." Stefan's eyes bulged and he blurted out, "No, you won't!
That's just superstition, and it also depends on whether the couple can overcome the challenges given to them.
Maybe it's not that you both aren't destined to be together, but...
maybe he's just a piece of trash who doesn't deserve you." He hoped that it was because of him that they could not live happily
ever after instead of fate that had stopped them from being a couple.
Guilt was easier to bear than regret sometimes.
"You insulted him again! Do you want me to beat you up?" Renee said fiercely, then burped.
She squinted at him, trying to find his cheek to slap in the dim moonlight, but the longer she stared at him, the more entranced
she became.
It could have been the moonlight or his handsome features, but after a while of staring, her eyes widened and she cried out,
"You're him, aren't you? Why did you say that you're a piece of trash? And don't ever say that you don't deserve me...
If you didn't, we wouldn't have been together.
You can't say such things when you were the one who chose me!" "You're...
You're sober?" Stefan panicked and swallowed, his body frozen in fear.

Renee ignored his question and held his face, looking deeply into his eyes.
"Where have you been? Why were you avoiding me? Are you with Briar? Didn't she feed you well? You've lost weight." While
talking, she rubbed Stefan's face and pinched his cheeks.
" Your face feels so rough now.
No wonder I didn't recognize you." "So...
are you sober or not?" Stefan needed to know.
If Renee was still drunk, she wouldn't remember any of this, and Stefan didn't have to figure out how to escape.
However, if she was sober, he had to frighten her off.
"I'm very much sober.
You're Stefan, my husband.
You cheated on me and were so scared that you didn't dare to come home..." Renee slurred, "Listen—I don't plan on forgiving
you, so...
I'm going to cheat on you too to take revenge!" "Is that so?" Stefan's expression instantly turned cold.