The Untouchable Ex Wife by Mizuki Sei -
Chapter 282
Chapter 282
Chapter 282
The car arrived at the Everheart Residence.
Xavier stopped the car and looked around. “This place is pretty nice, but it’s not very lively. I evenheard it’s haunted and that’s why the previous owner moved away. Aren’t you scared staying in such alarge place by yourself?”
Renee smiled and said, “What’s there to be scared of? Humans are much scarier than ghosts. I’m noteven scared of humans, so why would I be scared of ghosts?”
She unfastened her seat belt, opened the door, and was about to get off the car.
Xavier stared at her and suddenly felt like he wanted to spend more time with her. He couldn’t help butask cheekily, “Aren’t you going to invite me in for a cup of tea?”
Renee turned around with a gentle smile on her face. She said calmly, “Sure. I happen to have somehigh quality Earl Grey.”
Her smile was like a blooming red rose, charming and brilliant. It captivated Xavier…
Xavier suddenly became shy. He moved his gaze away unnaturally and cleared his throat. “Don’t mindif I do.”
The two got off the car and went into the Everheart Residence.
These days, the Everheart Residence was no longer as run-down as it used to be, thanks to the jointefforts of Renee and Margaret. The overgrown weeds had turned into a sea of flowers. It looked like afairyland.
“Wow! This house looks ordinary from the outside, so I didn’t expect it to look so refreshing and elegantinside. This looks like a noble’s garden…”
Xavier took a deep breath and stretched with pleasure. He asked without any shame, “Do you haveany spare room in the house? Can I come and stay for a few days? I’ll pay ten times the rate of a 5 -star hotel…”
“You have no idea how much stress I’m in recently due to the lawsuit. I really need to relax. I think yourhouse is a much better place to relax the mind and body than any resort out there.”
Xavier completely made himself at home, as if he was returning to his own house.
“You really have no shame! Don’t push it!”
While saying that, Renee opened a cupboard and took out her treasured Earl Grey to make tea forXavier.
Margaret was not in – she probably went out to do grocery – so there were only the two of them in thelarge villa.
But for some reason, Renee did not feel awkward at all. There were no complicated emotions, as if shewas merely meeting up with an old friend.
Perhaps Stefan was the only person in the world who could make her feel awkward and give hercomplicated emotions.
Renee was very skilled in brewing tea. After filtering the tea leaves with a tea filter, she poured the teainto a purple ceramic teacup. Wisps of smoke curled up from the cup, filling the air with a faint aroma.
Xavier carefully gave it a sip and praised, “What a good tea!”
“Glad you like it.”
Renee also sipped her cup of tea. Her every move and smile was elegant.
Frankly speaking, she was actually quite grateful to Xavier because he was willing to rent her the landat a low price, which would help her tremendously.
Even if he did not mention the cup of tea, she had planned to treat him to one anyway.
The tea room was located on the second floor. It had a large French window that provided a great viewof the back garden.
In the back garden, large patches of golden sunflowers shook in the wind. The scenery made one feelrelaxed and happy.
“Your sunflowers are blooming brilliantly. I remember the Hunt Villa used to have lots of sunflowerstoo… You really do love sunflowers, just as Stefan said. Do sunflowers have any special meaning toyou?”
Xavier asked curiously while admiring the sunflowers.
“They don’t have any special meaning.”
Renee sipped her tea slowly and explained nonchalantly, “I used to like sunflowers because of theirflower language, but now, I like sunflowers because I think they have a strong character. No matter howbad the environment is, they always grow towards the sun. It’s very inspiring!”
“What’s the language of sunflowers?”
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