The Untouchable Ex-Wife

“Come with me, Abby!”
Adie glared at Stefan, then took his sister’s hand and led her into the study.
“What is it, Adie? It’s not polite to leave the handsome man out there all by himself! We should spend more time with him.”
Abby stared impatiently out into the living room, gazing at Stefan, sitting on the couch, wishing she could always cling to the
man.
But Adie swiftly slammed the door shut and, with a stern expression, scolded his sister, “You silly girl! Still can’t recognize who
that man is?”
“What do you mean, Adie? Do you know that handsome man?”
“So you really can’t recognize him. Fine, I’ll show you a picture...”
Adie picked up his phone and browsed through it for ages, punctuated by periodical “ums” and “ahhs” before he finally tapped on
Renee and Stefan’s wedding photo.
“Ah, he’s our evil Daddy!” Abby covered her mouth with her hand. Her eyes widened with shock, looking as big and juicy as
grapes. She had always known that their naughty daddy was very handsome, but she never expected him to be this handsome
in real life! It was no wonder that she did not recognize him the moment she saw him!
“Now that you know who he is,” Adie asked, “do you still like him? Do you still think he’s a good guy?”
“No!” Abby shook her head vehemently and clenched her little fists. “Not even a little bit!” she angrily declared. “Any man who
dared to hurt Mommy is a bad man, no matter how handsome he is! I don’t like him at all!”
“Good,” Adie stroked his chin and nodded with satisfaction. “I’m glad you haven’t lost your backbone and forgotten our motive of
coming to Beach City... Let me ask you again, why did we come to Beach City?”
“To protect Mommy!” Abby answered loudly, her voice full of spirits. “To be by her side and to avenge her!”
“Shh!” Adie turned towards the door and added hushedly, “Naughty Daddy used to bully Mommy and treated her terribly. We
should’ve taught him a harsh lesson long ago, but we never had the chance. Now he walked right through our door and straight
into our hands, so we must seize this opportunity and make him suffer!”

“Do you have any plans, Adie? Evil Daddy looks like a smart guy. He won’t be an easy target to deal with. Would it be a little too
hard for us to teach him a lesson?”
“Don’t worry about that. If we work together, he’s simply no match for us.”
Adie had long conspired countless nefarious plans to deal with Stefan Hunt in his brilliant little mind. He leaned in towards Abby
and whispered into her ear, and the twins enthusiastically began to discuss their schemes.
Meanwhile, Stefan sat in the living room, almost bored to tears. He looked around him and found that, although this “home”
seemed a little shabby, it still felt quaintly comforting and warm. He thought that perhaps the happiness of the ordinary man: a
complete family of four—with a son and a daughter, three square meals each day, and a spouse who was always by your side—
sounded pretty enticing after all.
Stefan picked up a magazine on the coffee table and browsed through it. Even the most ordinary and commonplace
surroundings failed to suppress his haughty and reserved aura.
It was then that Margaret returned from grocery shopping, her hands full of shopping bags, and the second she saw the man on
the couch, she let out a scream as if she had just seen the devil himself.
“Aaahh! You... you... you... Stefan Hunt! What are you doing here? What are you planning to do?”
She then picked up the big kitchen knife that she just bought and held it up as if she was about to fight the man to the death.