# Chapter 123: The Ashtray That Shattered Eight Years of Memories
Hello, my dear readers! Welcome back to our story journey. How have you all been? Today, I'm thrilled to guide you through another emotionally charged chapter from *The Untouchable Ex Wife*. This is one of those moments where tension boils over, old wounds are ripped open, and a single tragic act speaks louder than a thousand words. So, sit back, get comfortable, and let me tell you exactly what happened in this explosive chapter...
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The atmosphere inside H Group's luxurious boardroom had turned into a powder keg. The shareholders sat around the massive mahogany table, their faces twisted in disbelief and barely suppressed frustration. In front of them, Stefan Hunt — the unshakeable president of H Group — had just made a decision that seemed utterly incomprehensible to everyone present.
Carmine Pawnshop, the very organization they all viewed as beneath H Group's dignity, was openly pushing against them. The insolence was staggering. And yet, their president was telling them to retreat, to show restraint, to take things slowly.
One shareholder slammed his palm on the table, his voice trembling with rage. "An inferior organization like Carmine Pawnshop is now stepping on us! They just want to ruin us and let Azure Group take the top spot! If we take things slow now, it may cause H Group to suffer a great loss!"
Murmurs of agreement rippled through the room. These men had built their fortunes on aggression, on striking first and striking hard. Watching their leader hesitate felt like watching a lion cower before a mouse.
Then, a sneering voice cut through the tension. "Mr. Hunt, you're always wise, bold, and decisive. Why are you suddenly being so generous? Is the Night Demon holding something against you?"
Stefan remained utterly unfazed, his expression carved from stone. But the shareholders weren't finished. Another man, more cautious in his tone, dared to voice the suspicion that hung in the air like poison.
"Or rather... are you trying not to offend Miss Everheart? Even if you're wrongly accused, you won't fight back because you want to look good in her eyes... is that it?"
The question hung in the air, heavy and dangerous.
Stefan's eyes turned icy cold as he shot the shareholder a chilling glare. "None of you can comment on my decision," he said, his voice low and lethally calm. "Who's the president here?"
Silence fell like a guillotine. Every shareholder lowered their head in shame, too intimidated to utter another word. No one dared challenge the man who had built this empire with his bare hands.
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Meanwhile, outside that suffocating conference room, another storm was brewing.
Elijah heaved a heavy sigh as he slipped out of the meeting, his shoulders weighted with the impossible task ahead of him. He knew who was waiting for him — and he knew exactly why she was there.
He walked over to Renee and offered the most apologetic smile he could muster. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Hunt, but the president is very busy at the moment. He said that you can smash the building if you like. You may stop after you've vented your anger."
Renee's jaw dropped, completely stunned. For a split second, she couldn't believe what she had just heard. Then, raw fury flooded through every fiber of her being. Her hands clenched into fists as she felt her blood begin to boil.
"Oh, that scoundrel is asking for it! Is he trying to piss me off even more?!" Her voice shook with indignation. The audacity of that man! Instead of apologizing, instead of showing even an ounce of remorse, he was taunting her! Challenging her! Did he honestly think she wouldn't dare touch his precious H Group?
"So, he thinks I wouldn't dare do anything to his precious H Group, huh? Fine then — I'll let him witness firsthand what I'm capable of!"
Without another moment's hesitation, she stormed off toward his office, her footsteps sharp and resolute against the marble floor. "I'll start with his office, and I'll only stop once he comes out!"
Elijah hurried to keep pace beside her, his tone considerate — almost infuriatingly so. "Take your time, and don't hurt yourself. Do you need tools like a hammer or an axe? I can ask the staff to get it for you."
"Do you have a death wish, Elijah?!" Renee snapped, her rage escalating to dangerous heights. Was he *encouraging* her? Did these people take her as some kind of joke?
Her fury hardened into determination. She would accept Stefan's challenge. She would teach him a lesson he would never, ever forget.
Renee burst into Stefan's large and opulent office, her eyes sweeping across the room with vengeful intent. It was everything one would expect from the president of a major corporation — lavish, polished, and filled with expensive decorations. Every ornament in the room could easily cost thousands. A crystal vase here, a rare artwork there, a designer fountain pen resting on the desk. All priceless. All within reach.
After scanning her options, her eyes finally landed on a plant pot that looked cheap. It was perfect — something unimportant, something he probably wouldn't even notice was gone. She raised it high above her head and growled threateningly toward Elijah.
"I'll break it... I mean it..."
But then, she paused.
She looked at the Epipremnum aureum — the humble golden pothos with its trailing green leaves. It was alive, green, innocent. It had nothing to do with that scumbag's sins.
"Forget it," she mumbled under her breath, gently placing the plant back down. "This Epipremnum aureum shouldn't suffer because of that scumbag. I'll let it off the hook for now."
Her gaze drifted across the room once more before settling on Stefan's desk. The computer. The folders. An ashtray.
She picked the ashtray up, weighing it in her hand. It was beautiful — delicately crafted from crystal, with a weight that spoke of quality and luxury. "I'm sure this isn't cheap. I'll start with this!"
This was it. This magnificent, expensive piece of crystal was about to become the victim of her wrath.
But before she could throw it, Elijah's voice interrupted her. "Umm... you can't smash that, Mrs. Hunt."
Renee froze and turned toward him with narrowed eyes.
Elijah cleared his throat nervously. "Did you forget? You bought this for Mr. Hunt. It's been so many years, but he's still using it. He's rather fond of it, so if you break it, he's going to be mad."
The words landed like stones in still water.
She had bought this ashtray for Stefan. Years ago. Back when they were still together. Back when she had cared enough to choose a gift for him. And despite everything that had happened since — all the pain, all the distance, all their separation — he had kept it. He still used it. Every single day.
A flicker of something softer passed through Renee's eyes — a memory, a ghost — but it was gone in an instant, swallowed by the raging fire of her anger.
"Is that so?" she said, her voice dripping with icy defiance. "I'll destroy this then!"
With all the strength in her body, Renee hurled the delicate crystal ashtray at the floor.
The sound of shattering glass echoed through the office like a thunderclap. Beautiful, razor-sharp fragments scattered across the polished marble, glittering under the light like fallen stars — each tiny shard carrying a memory.
Stefan had been using that ashtray for almost eight years.
Eight years of memories. Eight years of silent meaning.
And now, it was nothing but dust.
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Oh, my dear readers... what a painful, heart-wrenching scene this was! Can you feel the symbolism radiating from that shattered crystal? That ashtray was more than just an object — it was a silent witness to a love that once was. Stefan keeping it all these years shows us that beneath that cold, impenetrable exterior, part of him still held on to what they shared. And Renee, in her rage, didn't just smash a possession — she shattered a relic of their shared history.
The question now is: when Stefan discovers what she has done, will that cold facade crack as easily as the crystal did? This chapter was an absolute emotional rollercoaster, filled with tension, rage, and heartbreaking symbolism.
# Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
As a passionate reader, this chapter left me breathless. The boardroom confrontation showed Stefan's unshakable authority, while the scene with Renee revealed an emotional depth that words can barely capture. Seeing her hesitate with the little plant touched my heart — it showed she still possesses that gentle soul beneath her armor. But when she destroyed the ashtray he had kept for eight years, I felt my heart wrench. That was not just an act of fury — it was a declaration that the past is officially over. This chapter was masterfully written, dramatic and deeply emotional. It deserves no less than a five-star acknowledgment.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 5 / 5 Stars
# Next Chapter Prediction
I predict that when Stefan learns about the shattered ashtray, the news will hit him far harder than any business attack ever could. That cold, indifferent mask may finally crack — revealing a side of him we've rarely glimpsed. Renee, meanwhile, may realize that destroying an object from their past didn't bring her the closure she thought it would. Perhaps this will push both of them toward an honest confrontation about their messy, complicated feelings for each other. One thing is certain: the damage has been done, and the walls between them may just be about to shake.
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