The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Half a year later, in a small town of West Varangia were several small wooden houses with pointed roofs. Like a fairytale, these
beautiful structures were built along the tall mountain ranges.
The loveliest house among the rest was at the foot of the mountain. There were rows and rows of sunflowers swaying in the
wind, basking in the sunlight within the large front yard.
In the very middle of the garden was a handsome man in a wheelchair. As the sunlight brushed against his skin, he lifted his face
to take in the wonderful scent of flowers. His expression was filled with bliss.
“Are you thirsty? Would you like some water?” Renee asked gently, caressing Jovan’s knee over the soft blanket.
“I’d like to have some of your coffee.”
“Okay, get some more sun for now. I’ll go make you some coffee.”
Before leaving, the woman bent down and kissed him softly on the forehead as reassurance.
“Thank you, my love.” Jovan squeezed her hand. His voice filled with happiness as sweet as honey.
It had been six months since Jovan cooperated with the Bloodletting and Bone Fumigation Therapy. Although he lost his ability
to see and walk, he had never once regretted his decision, even when breathing started to feel exhausting.
To him, sacrificing himself to receive love and affection from the woman of his dreams was certainly a worthy trade.
Renee, on the other hand, was grinding coffee in the kitchen. She was focused, as much as how she used to make coffee for
Stefan.
Despite having been so long ago, she still blamed herself for everything that happened and was consumed by regret every
single day.
She knew that it was simply selfish to have Jovan risk his life to save Stefan. Since she had ruined the man’s life, she was willing
to do anything for him, and even that wasn’t enough as atonement.
At the time, international news happened to be playing on the television in their living room.
“According to reports, the current CEO of H Group, Stefan Hunt, will be taking his fiance, Seraphina Murphy, on a three-month-
long honeymoon. Their first stop will be Banrea, a beautiful town in West Varangia known for its fairytale-like landscape...”

With a loud crash, the coffee mug shattered upon falling to the ground.
Renee’s heart thumped in her ribcage as if she had been injected with adrenaline. Before this, she had been rather depressed
and couldn’t feel much. It had been quite a long time since she felt her heart pound as hard as it just did.
“Darling, are you okay?” Jovan asked nervously as soon as he heard the commotion from the front yard.
He wanted to get up, but as a crippled person, he wasn’t able to walk properly, nor could he see what had happened. He couldn’t
do anything at all.
“I’m fine! The mug just slipped out of my hands!” Renee then took a deep breath to calm herself as much as possible.
After making a new cup of coffee, she switched the television off, expressionless. She didn’t even spare the dashing man on the
television a single glance.
Half a year ago, when she decided to leave with Jovan, she knew that they were destined to part ways forever.
Coincidentally, he was madly in love with Seraphina.
Coincidentally... He had long forgotten about her too.
“Sorry for making you wait. How does this taste?” Renee handed Jovan the freshly made coffee.
“I don’t have to even taste it to even know it’s my favorite!” Jovan took the mug and took a sip.
“Super sweet!”