The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Renee walked into Stefan’s office, led by a secretary. It had been so long since she last
came here, but everything was still the same... except the man opposite her.
Renee stared at him, and sadness filled her. He was standing in front of the large French
windows like he used to, his back as straight as an arrow.
“What are you doing here?” Stefan turned around and shot Renee a cold glare, looking
hostile and unwelcoming.
The secretary glanced at Renee, and suggested hesitantly, “Mr. Hunt, I can show Miss
Everheart around if you’re too busy. We can come back after you’re done with your work.”
Inwardly, the secretary was grumbling, ‘Why is Mr. Hunt behaving like this? They’ve been
married for a long time, but he doesn’t show his true feelings for her. He deserves it if Mrs.
Hunt runs away!’
Stefan’s face turned livid as he turned to the secretary and growled, “Get out.”
“I apologise for intruding,” Renee said and bowed her head slightly, about to turn around
and leave.
Stefan’s eyes turned steely, and he said through gritted teeth, “I asked her to leave. You
stay.”
“Okay, I won’t disturb you and Miss Everheart.’ The secretary held back her laughter as she
walked out of the president’s office and gently closed the door behind her.
A group of nosy staff had been eagerly waiting for her in the corridor.
“How’s it going? Are they going to get back together?”

“Although it’s been ages, the former Mrs. Hunt is obviously still the most suitable for our
president. Miss Seraphina isn’t compatible with him at all...”
“Forget it. The president is so unpopular right now, especially since all the bad things he did
in the past have come to light. The former Mrs. Hunt might be better off away from him!”
“That’s right. She can lead an independent life happily without him!”
The onlookers in the corridor behaved like they used to, and argued endlessly about
whether Stefan and Renee would get back together.
Though so much time had passed, it was as if nothing had changed.
Meanwhile, a deep silence had enveloped Stefan’s office. The man in question was now
seated at his desk with one leg crossed over the other as he twirled an expensive pen
between his fingers nonchalantly. He sized Renee up and asked arrogantly, “Are you here
today to make peace... or to declare war?’
Renee raised her brows, and scoffed, “Since you’re so clever, Mr. Hunt, why don’t you
guess?”
“I’m not interested in the thoughts of irrelevant people. However, since you’re bold enough
to come here alone, I’m guessing that hostility isn’t on the cards today.”
“Well, you’re wrong,’ Renee sneered and showed him her wrists. “You know, I really want to
beat you up right now, but my conscience is telling me not to act rashly.”
“Oh?” Stefan smirked. “You and your brother ruined my reputation overnight and I didn’t say
anything about it, but now, you’re trying to shift the blame to me?’

“The truth will always prevail.” Renee’s gaze turned cold with hatred. “You did something
terrible to my brother, so you shouldn’t be surprised if people find out about it.”
“That’s true, but it’s not honourable.’ Stefan kept twirling the pen as he smiled lightly. “Have
you ever wondered if what you heard is really the truth?”
Renee narrowed her eyes at the man. “Why don’t you tell me if it is then?”