THE UNTOUCHABLE EX-WIFE - Season 2 Episode 61

Renee’s heart skipped a beat. She put a hand on her belly awkwardly and pretended to be calm. “I wish I was pregnant sol could proudly marry into the Osborne family. Unfortunately, I have been enjoying myself too much since the divorce, and I gained weight from eating too much. Anyway, thank you for your reminder, Mr. Hunt. It’s indeed time for me to lose some weight. Liam is, after all, so young and vibrant. If I don’t maintain a good figure, who knows when he will be seduced by another vixen, and what would happen to me then?”

Stefan’s face turned dark instantly. His eyes were like sharp blades cutting through her skin.

“Well, I wish you good luck then.”

The man grunted and put his hands in his pocket. Then, he left without looking back at her.

Renee stood in place for a long time. She reflected on her words just now, uncertain of whether she had gone too far with what she just said.

‘He seemed to be very angry just now. However, what was he angry about when he did not like her?”

She simply could not understand this man, and her helplessness made her sigh. A man’s heart was like deep water.

She collected her thoughts and began to search in every nook and cranny for the quilt. Unfortunately, it was nowhere to be found. So, there was only one possibility. Her quilt must still be in Hunt manor.

She left in too much of a hurry the last time Briar moved in, so there was, indeed, baggage she had left in the villa.

The quilt must be there!

With this in mind, she could only bite the bullet and take a cab to Hunt manor.

It was noon, and the sun beat down on the ground mercilessly.

Briar was laying on a recliner under the sunshade like a noblewoman when she shouted at the servants. “Why do all of you look so lazy? Move! Get rid of all the flowers and trees Renee planted and replace them with my favorite roses. If you can’t get this done before noon, don’t think about getting your lunch!”

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A few servants toiled under the sun like beasts of burden, not daring to rest even a moment though they were worn, parched.

and on the verge of passing out.

“This new mistress is such a pitiless person. She does not even treat us as human beings. The yard is so big, and there are so many plants. How can we clear them in such a short time?”

“You bet! She looks soft and gentle, but her heart is more vicious than a wicked witch. Comparing the two mistresses, the former is ten thousandfold better!”

“I really miss her. She usually listened to us and never acted cocky. She would even cook for us sometime. Should I know this would happen, I would have treated her better…”

The servants who were clearing the plants in a far corner of the yard gossiped out of irritation.

In the heat of the excitement of badmouthing Briar, they failed to realize her standing behind them. She angrily kicked them and shouted, “I can see you are in good spirits! It seems that the task is too easy for you. Well then, run laps for me, a hundred laps

each!”

The servants paled. They were too terrified to even breathe.

“What are you waiting for? Go and run, now. If you don’t want to, you can pack your stuff and get out of my house!” barked Briar fiercely.

She was already jealous of Renee, thinking she was no match for the latter. Now, even the servants thought that she was

inferior to Renee. This was something she would never allow to happen!

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“Miss Miss Desrosiers, the sun is so strong now, and we are old. I’m afraid we won’t be able to run a hundred laps…” Lydia, the housekeeper, said cautiously.

“Haha, you can’t bear it?”

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Briar crossed her arms against her chest and said with a peevish voice, “But why didn’t you think of it when you were badmouthing me in secret? I don’t care. In a nutshell, those who don’t run enough laps today will have to get the hell out!”

The servants were reluctant to give up such a well–paying job, so they could only start running laps.

The more they ran, the more they missed the time Renee was Mrs. Hunt.

There was no such thing as a master–servant relationship at that time. They even dared to walk all over her and bully her as

much as they desired.

Renee was never a two–faced person like Briar, domineering them on the one hand while acting like a dainty woman and

complaining to Master Hunt on the other.

The few servants were already in their forties. They could lose their lives from just running a few laps, let alone a hundred. NôvelDrama.Org © content.

One of them had already collapsed from exhaustion.

But Briar had no intention to stop this punishment. “Those who collapse are scums. They don’t deserve to stay in Hunt manor.”

“Miss Desrosiers, we really can’t run anymore. We will die if we keep on running.”

Lydia cried miserably and begged Briar pathetically. “We have worked diligently for the Hunt family for so many years. Even if we don’t have many contributions, we have worked hard. You can’t just treat us like objects and simply throw us away. Please, Miss Desrosiers, spare us this once!”

As the servants collapsed one by one, Briar did not feel the slightest sympathy and sneered. “Weren’t you the one who said that the previous mistress was better? If you are that capable, ask her to be your savior!”

“Um…”

Lydia’s face turned gloomy.

Nobody noticed that Renee was slowly approaching them.

“Yo, since when Miss Desoriers stopped being the b*tch and found a new hobby as the coach that forces people to run laps?” As if seeing her savior, Lydia shouted in tears, “Ma’am, please save us!

Please!”