The Untouchable Ex-Wife

"Cut the crap, Briar!" Stefan clenched his fists tightly, his eyes bloodshot." Do you think I can't do anything about you? The
medical field is very advanced now, and I have ways to cure her even if I don't know what you poisoned her with.
And you...
have lost your only chance to run away." Briar didn't even blink as he threatened her, and became even more arrogant.
"Really? Do it then! You can do what Renee did and push me down the cliff.
After all, my life doesn't matter, so it's worth it if I die in your hands.
But...
I just feel bad for Renee.
She has to suffer so much, and she'll lose her only chance of survival because of your ridiculous chauvinism." "How dare you!"
Infuriated, Stefan raised his fist, but he didn't punch her.
He hissed out a breath and snapped, "So, what is it you want?" At the moment, he couldn't be irrational—Briar could determine
Renee's life or death.
Briar had probably planned all this, so there was no way she would let Stefan get what he wanted without something in return.
"Hmm..." Briar grinned wickedly.
"Well, I think I've made myself clear, but since this is an important moment for me, I don't want others around." Then, she
glanced at Elijah and Tess, who were standing behind Stefan.
"Elijah, take Tess back," Stefan ordered Elijah.
Elijah frowned anxiously.
'Mr.
Hunt, this woman is clearly mad, you can't deal with her alone.
She might go crazy and-" "I know what I'm doing." Stefan said coldly, "Go now.

Don't waste time." Elijah clenched his fists and glared at Briar.
Not daring to waste any more time, he pulled Tess down the mountain.
Night soon fell, and the area on the top of the cliff was silent except for the strong breeze.
Stefan and Briar were alone.
Briar became more excited, and got closer to Stefan eagerly.
"Wonderful! At last, we're alone.
Do you know how long I've been looking forward to this moment? I've always dreamt of such a day." "I told you-stay away from
me!" Stefan pushed Briar away again, telling himself not to push her down the cliff.
Briar staggered and nearly fell to the ground.
She smoothed her messy hair and looked up again, a sneer on her face.
"I haven't even done anything to you, but you hate me so much.
It would have killed you if I did anything to you." "My time is short.
Tell me...
What is it you want?" Stefan urged her impatiently.