The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Hearing the rhythmic snoring, Stefan turned around to find that Renee was fast asleep
without a care. Furious, he spun the steering wheel and jammed his food on the brakes.
As the car came to a screeching halt at the turn on a coastal zone, Renee immediately
jolted awake and reached for the car door handle, looking around in panic, “Argh! What
happened?! Was there an earthquake?!”
She saw that the car had stopped by the beach, enveloped in darkness and silence—
danger seemed to lurk everywhere.
Meanwhile, Stefan opened the window to let the fresh breeze in, looking up at the starry sky
above.
“Carefree, aren’t you?” He scoffed flatly as he lit himself a cigarette, exhaling a puff of
smoke. “Someone who knew better would know you’re due for punishment, but those who
don’t would think that you’re here to sightsee.”
Embarrassed, Renee hastily tidied her appearance and cleared her throat.” Sorry I wasn’t
taking this seriously. Should I be more worried about not meeting your expectations? If that
won’t do, I could cry for you again...”
As soon as she said it, she started bawling, “Please, I’m begging you, Mr. Bigshot CEO. Let
me go, I won’t do it again... Please don’t torture me anymore...”
Stefan breathed another puff of smoke in frustrated silence-she really would be the death of
him!
“See? That reaction was fantastic but you refused to play along. How am I supposed to do

this?” Renee kept flirting with him, but the fact that the man refused to play along made
things awkward.
One could never cook without ingredients-how was she going to achieve anything if she
was forced to match this stoic guy?
“You can shut up now,” Stefan growled through the smoke-this woman was brazenly
messing around even though her doom was at hand!
“Fine, you’re the boss. You said to shut up, so I’ll shut up.” Renee reclined against her seat
and kept her mouth shut-she had no choice but to be fully compliant. Maybe if she managed
to cajole Stefan, he would not keep harassing her and Jovan, or even take her to the beach
in the middle of the night, just to make her watch him smoke.
The sight of cigarettes certainly tickled her nicotine addiction.
Hence, braving the risk of being kicked out of the car, she asked gingerly,” Hey, do you have
more? Can I have one?”
Stefan was dumbfounded, but Renee pressed, “It’s not like we have anything better to do.”
Stefan snorted. “You’re outrageous.”
He brought her out here to mess with her, and get his revenge for her duplicity... only for her
to treat this as a pleasure trip, even asking if she could have a cigarette!
She shot him a look, and complained, “It’s fine if you don’t want to give me one. There’s no
need to be so petty.”
And with that, neither spoke as Renee kept watching him smoke, while the atmosphere

between them stayed awkward.
Still, Stefan was certain proof that someone up there played favorites. That chiseled, perfect
face could give star actors a run for their money, and his aloofness made his very presence
irresistible.
Even as Renee stared at him, she could not help gulping as she restrained herself from
leaning in to kiss him