The Untouchable Ex-Wife



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"What do you mean?" Renee watched Stefan fiddle with the freezer, not knowing what he wanted to do.

"Give me the iron hook." Stefan turned around and urged Renee.

"Okay!" Renee handed the iron hook to Stefan.

Stefan took it and groped for the spring of the lock of the freezer. With a gentle tug, he managed to pry open the freezer lock.

"Wow, you're even skilled in things like this?' Renee asked in admiration. "You're really an all-rounder-you can do business and even pry open locks. Even thieves would have to acknowledge you as their master!"

"Oh, stop it. Just tell me if you're scared, you don't have to make jokes." Stefan smiled, realizing she became chatty when she was scared. It was rather... cute. "I'm going to open the freezer now, and there might be something horrible inside. Do you want to step away?" Stefan asked carefully.

"No way!" Renee said defiantly, and walked over. "Don't underestimate me! I want to see what's inside." Then, before Stefan could do anything, she reached out and pulled the freezer open. The freezer opened, and to her horror, there was a corpse in a hospital gown lying inside. "Ah!" Scared, Renee turned around and hugged Stefan tightly.

Stefan was scared too, but when he saw Renee so unusually scared, he gathered his courage and observed the corpse. After a while, he turned to Renee and said reassuringly, "Don't be scared, this corpse is pretty normal. It's a woman, and it looks like she's sleeping. It isn't scary or gross."

*Is... Is that so?" Renee took a deep breath and tried to calm herself. She whispered, 'Is it... Jayla?"

"I think so." Stefan frowned and carefully turned over the label on the corpse's wrist. His eyes widened when he read the name. "It's Jayla!"

Suddenly, they heard a mournful voice in the empty morgue. "You finally came. I've been waiting for you for a long time. I died so miserably...

Renee immediately clung to Stefan again. "Who's talking? Is it Jayla?"

"Yes, I'm Jayla." Jayla's voice sounded ethereal and eerie. It would give anyone chills.

Stefan patted Renee's shoulder comfortingly, then asked Jayla coolly, "What do you need our help for?"

"I died tragically..." Jayla's gloomy voice echoed above them. "I want you to avenge me. I want all the people who killed me to die!"

"We want to help you too, but can you at least tell us how you died and who killed you?" Stefan asked Jayla carefully.

However, Jayla didn't say anything else. She just kept sobbing, repeating the same lines about her tragic death. *Forget it. Stop asking her, she won't tell us. Feeling calmer, Renee tugged on Stefan's arm and shook her head.