The Untouchable Ex Wife by Mizuki Sei
Chapter 66

Chapter 66

"How... do you want me to make you feel better?"

Renee asked earnestly, her back pressed tightly against the seat, her eyes innocent and clear.

Honestly, she didn't know how to feel.

She should have felt elated and vindicated to see the man in this predicament.

Yet, seeing how sad he was, she felt a little bad.

"The best way to forget someone is with time and a new love. I have plenty of time. But a new

love..."

Stefan stared at her intensely. He lifted her chin slightly with his long finger and said in a low voice, "Everyone said that you're a better version of Cecilia Smith. How about you become her substitute for a few minutes and give me a comforting kiss?"

He closed his eyes. His pronounced facial features were perfect, as if they were sculpted. His

thin lips slowly moved closer to Renee.

No woman could refuse such a handsome face.

The old Renee would have fallen for it too...

But now, her mind was crystal clear. Her fists tightened.

You want me to be a substitute?!

In your dreams!

Renee gathered her strength, preparing to drop him to the floor.

Suddenly, her keen ears detected an unusual sound in the quiet car.

"Don't move!"

Stefan opened his eyes. It was obvious from the look in his eyes that he wanted more. "You're resisting me?" "Stop it!"

's something wrong with your car!"

San instantly became alert. His face became serious again.

"Can't you hear that? Something's beeping..."

Stefan frowned. He held his breath and listened attentively.

Sure enough, there was a beeping sound coming from the bottom of the driver's seat.

Renee swallowed hard. She found it hard to breathe. "If I'm guessing correctly, there's a ticking time bomb in your car!" "What did you say?"

Stefan's face stiffened.

He was losing his composure.

He wanted to get up to check, but Renee pushed him back down. "Do you want to die? I told you

not to move!"

Stefan, who was used to being in control, was being ordered around by a young woman for the first time in his life. But, surprisingly... he didn't dislike it.

He cleared his throat and remained in his seat as she told him too, then asked, "Okay. What do we do now?"

"What else? We're gonna dismantle the bomb!"

First, Renee took a deep breath to calm herself. Then, relying on her past experience, she carefully slid over to the driver's seat and bent down to inspect the situation.

It was supposed to be a dangerous and tense moment, but Stefan was a bit distracted.

That's because her posture at the moment was way too distracting.

Her beautiful hair dropped down like a waterfall, giving off a soft fragrance. Her petite body

moved like a nimble doe...

Stefan's mouth felt inexplicably dry. He gulped and quickly turned away to look out of the

window.

Renee did not notice Stefan's unusual behavior. She was too busy inspecting the bottom of the

seat.

There was indeed a time bomb under the driver's seat. It was the size of a fist with a timer

1. on. There was still two minutes before the countdown reached zero.

F

ately, the bomb had a very simple design. There were only three wires - red, yellow and blue. To her, this bomb might as well be

a toy. She could already deal with something like this back when she was a kid.

"What's the situation?"

Stefan asked in a serious voice.

"We have two minutes left. Hand me a pair of scissors."

Renee lay there calmly and stretched her hand out towards him.

Stefan always kept tools like scissors and knives in his car. He rummaged around for a pair of scissors and placed them in Renee's hand.

He wanted to see if the young woman could actually dismantle a bomb.

Renee took the pair of scissors. She carefully checked the bomb's wiring in an extremely

difficult pose.

She must find out which wire to cut in the shortest time possible.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

Seconds passed. Stefan's face was grim. He was finally starting to feel afraid.

It's not like he was afraid of death; he was just afraid that Renee might get hurt.

Seeing that two minutes had already passed but Renee was still crouching down, Stefan asked with clenched fists, "Have you dismantled it?"

"I've done it like a minute ago."

Renee's voice was calm.

Stefan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he immediately asked, "Wait, a minute ago? Why didn't you say anything?!"

Renee tried to hold back laughter as she explained, "I was afraid something might go wrong

still!"

Hahaha, in truth, she just wanted to play a prank on him.

Because it was the first time she ever saw the normally arrogant and proud Master Hunt

looking scared. Unfortunately, she was in an awkward posture, or she would have snapped a picture!

Stefan, being as sharp as he was, immediately caught Renee holding back laughter and instantly understood what happened.

"How dare you! You're gonna pay for this!"

ried to flick Renee's head with his long finger.

Renee ducked back and mocked him, "You need better social skills. Why do so many people

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want to kill you?..."

"So, I saved you once again. Is this how you repay someone who saved your life?"

As they bickered playfully, an ambiguous emotion filled the air.

Both of them realized at the same time that they had crossed a certain line.

Stefan cleared his throat and changed the subject. "You can actually dismantle bombs?"

"Of course. Don't you know who my grandfather is? When girls my age were still playing with dolls, my grandpa had taught me to disassemble guns and introduced me to all kinds of weapons!"

Renee spoke of her grandfather with pride and nostalgia.

"I see."

Stefan found it hard to believe at first, but when he recalled that she was the granddaughter of the famous General Everheart, he thought it made sense.

The top student of a famous school, an expert gamer, and a bomb dismantler. What other things had he yet to discover about this woman?

Renee suddenly realized that they were in a very awkward position. She tried to get up, but suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in he

stomach...

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