The Untouchable Ex-Wife



Stefan carried Renee to his bedroom on the second floor, and gently put her in bed.

After such an endeavor, he was already sweating and gasping. "You're so heavy! Looks like you didn't skip meals even when you were sad!"

After settling her down, he yanked his tie and unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt before looking at her.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

He was glad he could hold her in his arms again. He thought he could never do that again. After experiencing it again, he felt steady and happy-it was a feeling he couldn't put into words.

Aside from that, she looked fine. It seemed she could eat and sleep well lately. Her cheeks were plumper, making her look chubby and less fierce than before. She looked adorable.

Seeing her like that, Stefan's worries were eased. They could still lead normal and happy lives even if they were separated. It was another form of luck.

Stefan bent over and patted her face before whispering gently in her ears, "Do you want some water?"

Renee's eyes were closed, but when she heard his voice, she nodded obediently. "Mm, yes. I'm thirsty!'

"Just lay down. I'll get you some water." Stefan patiently pacified her, then got up to get her a glass of warm water as if he were taking care of a child.

"Okay, here's some water. Get up and have some water before you sleep," Stefan whispered again.

"I don't want to get up. Feed me..." Renee's cheeks were flushed. She shook her head willfully, and tossed around in bed. Being drunk, she was dizzy and nauseated. She was in great discomfort.

She wanted to force herself to get up and vomit in the bathroom, but she was too weak to do so. She didn't even have the strength to drink water.

You want me to feed you?' Stefan frowned, then smiled helplessly. "I don't want to take advantage of you when you're drunk."

Being drunk, Renee lay in bed seductively as she asked him to feed her water. It was testing his morality and endurance.

Stefan knew himself well. He was worried things might end up differently if he fed her. With that thought in mind, he wanted to hold himself back.

"Get up and drink on your own.

He placed the glass on the bedside cabinet, then helped her up. He let her lean into his arms before he carried the glass and put it against her lips.

"Mm..." Renee tried to drink on her own, but after only one sip, nausea gripped her.

Then, she vomited.

"Damn it! You.."

Renee vomited on Stefan, staining the mattress in the process.

"I feel much better now!" After vomiting, Renee felt so much better. She lay in bed, and dozed off into a sound sleep.