The Untouchable Ex-Wife

“This...” Aunt Margaret hesitated. Renee knew almost everything anyway, so she sighed and said firmly, “We cannot take more
of your blood, not unless you wish to die.”
“Don’t worry. My body regenerates blood quickly. As long as I eat more red meat, I’ll be fine. There’s no time... Hurry up!”
As Renee said this, her head still felt fuzzy, and she felt increasingly weaker.
Her body was never this weak before, but ever since she had her two children, her body condition could not go back to what it
once was.
Just as she was about to rejuvenate, her condition worsened as soon as she was required to provide more blood for Stefan’s
medicine.
“Miss Ren, this isn’t something we can afford to risk. We can’t extract any more blood from you...”
“Margaret, stop stalling. He can’t hold on any longer. As the eldest daughter of the Everheart family, I command you to extract
my blood!” Renee had no choice but to use her position to force Margaret’s hand and follow her orders.
“Miss Ren, you’re putting me in a difficult position. How am I to face your late parents...” Margaret was not allowed to disobey
direct orders. Thus, she had no choice but to turn around and get the tools needed to extract blood from Renee once again.
“Extract mine instead!” Jovan showed up out of nowhere and snapped coldly at Margaret.
He then pulled Renee behind him then rolled up his sleeves.
“You...” Renee was somewhat touched by Jovan’s action but maintained a cool front and pushed him away, “Don’t fool around.
How can your blood be similar to mine? They said that it had to be the blood of someone who loves him!”
“From a relation standpoint, my blood might be even more effective than yours, considering I am his relative,” Jovan said clearly
in a grim tone that was normally unheard of from him.
As Renee was about to retort, Margaret’s anxious voice spoke up, “Yes, yes, how could I have forgotten? Apart from blood given
by someone who loves him deeply, a relative’s blood should also work. Maybe we could try it.”
“Even if it doesn’t, it won’t cause death, will it?” Jovan asked seriously.
“No, even if it fails, it just means that the medicine will be weaker, and there won’t be any side effects.”

“Then stop wasting time. Start extracting!” Jovan had long before made up his mind and ordered in a frosty tone.
“Alright, please hold on. I will start to take your blood.” Margaret approached the task at hand with hopefulness. She slit open a
part of his wrist and held a palm-sized bowl to collect the blood in.
This process was harsh, and from an outsider’s perspective, it looked extremely excruciating.
“Jovan, you bastard, don’t you despise Stefan? Wh...what are you doing?”
“Of course, I hate Stefan, but I’m more afraid of you hurting.” Jovan’s brows drew together from the pain as he gritted his teeth
and replied.
“Y... You’re really crazy!’ Renee knew better than anyone how much it hurt to extract blood.
It was impossible to not feel the least bit moved by his actions, especially when Jovan was willing to do something like this.
When enough blood had been extracted, Margaret followed the new instructions on brewing the medicine and quickly produced
a bowl of medicinal tea.
“Miss Ren, hurry and bring this to Mr. Hunt. If it works well, then countless problems will be solved.”
This meant that they could potentially cure Stefan’s eyesight as well.
In fact, Margaret had a daring idea in mind for a while, but she had always been too scared to try it out.
However, Jovan’s actions had given her a shove of courage and hope, hope that it might just succeed.