# Chapter 220: A Pond of Unspoken Truths
Hello everyone, it’s me again! How are you all doing? I hope you’re ready for another emotional ride, because today we’re stepping together into one of the quietest, yet most intense, chapters of *The Untouchable Ex Wife*—Chapter 220. Let me tell you, this one may look like two people staring at a pond, but beneath that calm surface, old dreams, heavy secrets, hidden agendas, and a dangerous question all begin to stir. So, settle in, take a deep breath, and let’s unravel this moment together.
Justin stood there in a thin shirt, the soft evening air playing across him like a wandering spirit. When Renee looked up at him, he shrugged in that half-casual, half-exasperating way of his. He made it seem like appearing by her side after hours of silence was the most natural thing in the world.
"We came at the same time," he said, as if that settled everything.
Renee let out a disbelieving laugh. "You're ridiculous. Weren't you bored sitting here for five to six hours?"
Even as she complained, her body betrayed her kindness. She shifted just enough to make room for him on the edge of the tranquil pond.
Justin wasted no time, settling in beside her with a warm, satisfied smile. "Didn't you do the same thing though?"
Renee sighed. "It's because there's something troubling me. Time passed by very quickly."
He turned his gaze toward her for a moment, his expression soft, almost tender. "Well, we're the same. Watching you is like watching the most beautiful scenery in the world—hours passed in the blink of an eye."
"Stop that!" Renee reached over and gave him a playful push, but there was no real force behind her hand. The slight grin on her face faded quickly, however, as the weight in her chest returned. After a long moment, she spoke slowly, carefully, as if peeling open an old wound.
"This afternoon... umm, I'm sorry. I was so anxious that I accused you for no reason. I wasn't targeting you; I would have scolded a dog too if it came at that time."
A dry little laugh escaped Justin’s lips. Her explanation was strange enough to amuse him, but he chose kindness instead of playing the hurt victim. "It's fine. Anyone in your position would've done it."
He did not want to see her blame herself. There was something noble in the way he carried himself, yet beneath that tenderness, an unyielding ambition still thrummed. Justin knew what he wanted. Even now, with Renee sitting so close to him beneath the dimming sky, his mind held only one goal—to marry her, to bring glory to his family, to finally claim a victory his name had longed for. If she saw him as a villain or as a schemer, so be it. As long as he achieved what he desired at the end, the world's judgment meant very little to him.
Renee, oblivious to that deeper calculation, shook her head and poked his forehead lightly. "You know yourself well, don't you? Ah, you're just a cunning man and no one can see through you." She smiled, but it was a sad smile. "How nice it would be if we were just hackers... We could earn extra money and join some competitions. We wouldn't have so many feuds and problems to settle either. It would be nice to lead such a simple life."
The word "simple" hung in the air like a dream just out of reach.
"Yeah, it's more fun to type codes and compete against you," Justin murmured, his eyes fixed on the pond's shimmering surface. His mind drifted to the past—a time when his greatest worries were lines of code and playful rivalries. Back then, his family never meddled in his business. He had the freedom to be just himself. But everything changes. His grandfather was aging, his father was unwell, and as the only son, the burden of an entire family legacy had long been laid upon his shoulders. The carefree boy had been forced to grow into a man who carried even his smiles as tools.
There was a sad heaviness beneath his light words as he continued, "Yeah, it's more fun to type codes and compete against you."
Renee let the words settle. "I wonder when we can return to a time when things were simple..." Her hand clutched the ring she had been holding close all evening. Her fingers pressed into it so hard that the metal bit into her palm. Her eyes turned watery, and she felt a tight, twisting pain wrap around her heart like a chain.
Justin noticed the sorrow creeping into her expression. He felt pity stir inside him. "If you're tired, let me help you. Tell me what you want to do, and I'll help you do it. You can stay a hacker and lead a simple life. What do you think?"
Renee turned to him, and something flickered in her gaze—an odd mixture of hope and teasing, yet beneath it lay an unmistakable edge. "Do you want to help me do it?" She looked directly into his eyes with excessive intensity. "Do you dare to kill Stefan then?"
The question landed like a thunderclap in Justin's chest. *You... want to kill Stefan?* He was completely stunned. Weren’t she and Stefan secretly in love with one another? The phrase "secret" tasted strange now. Why had she changed so suddenly? Surely this was not the same Renee he had always watched protect Stefan, choose Stefan, even forgive Stefan.
Before his shock could spiral further, Renee laughed softly and waved a hand in the air. "Calm down. I won't ask you to kill people, let alone him."
But even as she dismissed her own dangerous question, her face betrayed a storm of conflict. She looked away, and in that small, quiet moment, guilt washed over her. She had just asked such a terrible thing, and yet, inside her heart, she already knew the truth she was trying to avoid. She was biased. She had always been biased when it came to Stefan. Even now, even after everything that had happened to Quinton, she still could not bring herself to truly hate Stefan. The shame of that realization stung her deeply.
Justin, who had always been sharp in reading her moods, suddenly grew serious. The playful mask slid off his face, replaced by quiet alarm. "Did... you find something out?" He shifted toward her, lowering his voice. "Did you find out who hurt Quinton?"
Renee opened her mouth to respond.
No words came out.
Silence stretched between them like a taut rope. Her gaze fell to her hands, and the emptiness of her answer said more than any confession ever could. There was too much blood beneath the surface, too many shadows hiding the truth. And in that vulnerable moment, she knew she could not speak it—not to Justin, perhaps not even to herself.
The evening breeze stirred the water. The air grew thick with secrets. And somewhere in the distance, another puzzle piece to this tortured story remained waiting to fall.
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**Reader's Impressions & Star Rating** What a beautifully deceptive chapter! On the surface, it’s just a quiet conversation between Renee and Justin beside a pond. But beneath all that, you can feel every unspoken regret, every hidden ambition, every painful suspicion pressing against the characters. Renee’s guilt over being biased toward Stefan even after Quinton’s injury is absolutely heartbreaking—it shows how love can cloud even the toughest judgments. And Justin? He continues to be that charming, calculating puzzle who makes you want to trust him and fear him at the same time. The pacing gave me chills. This chapter might be quiet, but it delivers an emotional punch that lingers long after you finish it.
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Rating: 4.9 / 5 Stars
**Next Chapter Prediction** With Renee left speechless after Justin’s sudden question, I predict the truth about Quinton’s attacker will finally crawl out of the shadows. Whether she confesses what she knows or tries to cover it up, Stefan’s role is about to be exposed in a way no one can ignore—and Justin will not simply stand by and watch. This confession could crack their fragile alliance wide open, forcing Renee to confront who she truly trusts and who she has loved all along.
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