The Untouchable Ex-Wife



"What happened? Why did you call me?" Owen had been at a place he had wanted to fish at for a long time, but just as he sat down to fish, Renee had called him. "I don't care! You'll have to compensate me if this isn't a life-and-death situation. You all owe me a deep-sea grouper!"

"Sure, you got it. Just stop talking and save her!" Renee urged Owen as they rushed toward the clinic.

Quinton hugged Joanne tightly in the clinic, refusing to let go of her. He looked heartbroken. Hold on, Joanne. You've got to survive. Do you think this will be over if you're dead? If you're dead, I won't let you rest in peace. I'll find a way to bring your soul back. You can never leave me... Never!"NôvelDrama.Org © content.

Owen walked in with Renee, and he got goosebumps when he heard Quinton say that. "Umm ..Is your brother always this dramatic?" Owen felt like he was in an asylum. "He's usually quite reserved and indifferent, but he's suddenly talking so much. It's strange."

Renee's eyes grew wide in alarm and she hurriedly covered Owen's mouth. "Dr. Wagner, don't say things like that. My brother is the infamous Night Dernon, and the woman he's holding is very special to him. If you provoke him, he'll kill you. Even I won't be able to save you then." Although Quinton's abnormal actions made others uncomfortable, Renee accepted him. She was aware of his crazy past with Joanne, so it was quite normal to see him like this.

At that moment, Quinton was worried sick about Joanne, and he didn't hear what Owen said. He turned around, and his eyes were teary as he ordered Owen fiercely, "You must save her!"

Owen's heart skipped a beat, and he swallowed nervously. "Don't worry, it's just a light physical injury. She won't die. I can treat her, but you have to let go of her and let me go to the operating table. Is that okay?"

Quinton hesitated briefly, then gently placed the unconscious Joanne on the operating table. "Okay, just wait outside. I don't think it's anything serious." Owen walked over and inspected Joanne, then disinfected the wound and tried to stop the bleeding.

"Let's go, Quinton. You need to trust Owen. He cured your face and detoxified me, so I'm sure it'll be fine." Renee dragged Quinton out of the clinic, and they sat in the corridor to wait. The atmosphere was silent and gloomy. "Quinton, don't worry. Joanne is a strong woman. She won't get hurt so easily!" Renee felt sorry for Quinton and gently patted his shoulder to comfort him.

"Yeah, you're right." Although Quinton's eyes were teary, his gaze was cold and complicated." I didn't expect her to be leading such a good life. She became an elementary school teacher. She's so bright and dazzling. A rat like me who lives in the dark isn't suitable for her.""