# Chapter 225: The Moment He Begged for Death... and She Let Go
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today, I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 225 of *The Untouchable Ex Wife* — a chapter so charged with raw fury, heartbreak, and bitter truth that I can barely catch my breath. So settle in, because this time, the tables have turned in the most dangerous way possible.
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The air in that room was thick with hatred. Renee’s slender fingers wrapped around Stefan’s throat like a trap made of steel. Her eyes burned with a fierce fire — no longer the hurt, abandoned wife he remembered, but a woman who had been pushed too far. She could end him in seconds. All it would take was one sharp squeeze, one moment of cruelty, and the man who had torn her heart apart would be gone forever.
“You don’t think I will?” she hissed, her voice low and trembling with fury.
Stefan, even with death breathing down his neck, let out a cold laugh. There was no fear in his gaze — only challenge, as if he was daring her to cross that final line.
“No, I don’t think you can,” he said quietly.
That was all it took. Renee’s expression hardened, and she tightened her grip like she had nothing left to lose. “Fine. I’ll grant your wish, if you want to die that badly.”
Her fingers dug mercilessly into his skin, closing around his throat with a vengeance. Stefan’s face flooded red within moments; veins bulged along his forehead and neck as the air was cut off. He gasped, struggled, and slowly his eyes began to roll back. He was on the edge of the abyss — and still, he refused to beg for mercy. With the last shred of consciousness remaining, he strained to look at her and whispered hoarsely:
“Harder... Harder. I’ll have no regrets... if I die in your hands.”
Blood began to ooze from the corner of his mouth. Renee’s grip had become lethal. One more ounce of pressure, and Stefan Hunt would have taken his last breath.
But at the final moment, her heart refused to obey her rage. Her fingers trembled, and she suddenly released him. She rose above him, cold and proud, her sneer cutting through the silence:
“Killing you would be too generous. I’ll ruin you one day. Just you wait and see.”
She turned and walked away without a backward glance. Behind her, Stefan’s eyes chased her fading figure, desperate and broken. “Ren...” he called out weakly. And then darkness swallowed him whole.
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When Stefan finally pried his eyes open again, he found himself lying in a hospital bed, thick white bandages wrapped around his neck. The room smelled of antiseptic and stale worry. A woman was sitting beside him, tears streaming down her face — Seraphina.
“Stefan, wake up... you scared me so much!” she cried, reaching for his hand.
But Stefan pulled away from her touch as if her fingers were poison. His lips were dry, his voice weak and shredded. “How long was I unconscious?”
“An entire day!” Seraphina sobbed. “Madam Francine and I were so terrified. What happened? Why are you hurt so badly? We can’t survive if something happens to you!”
Stefan’s expression was colder than ice. “I’m sure you know why.”
Seraphina blinked, feigning innocence, tears still clinging to her cheeks. “Stefan... what do you mean? I don’t understand.”
He let out a derisive snort. “You don’t understand? Then tell me — where is the ring you hounded me to give you?”
At the mention of the ring, a flicker of panic crossed Seraphina’s face. Her gaze darted away from his, suddenly unable to meet his eyes. “I... I didn’t pay attention. I must have lost it somewhere,” she stammered guiltily.
Stefan’s laugh was bitter and sharp. “What a coincidence. You lost it beside Quinton’s pillow, didn’t you?”
The words hit Seraphina like a slap. Her mouth fell open, but no denial came.
His disappointment cut deeper than any wound on his body. “You know I hate scheming women the most. You had everything already. So why... why do you refuse to let them go?”
Her silence said it all. In that hospital room, surrounded by white sheets and the smell of medicine, another kind of wound was laid bare — not the one around Stefan’s throat, but the tangled web of lies that he had refused to see for far too long.
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### Reader’s Impressions & Star Rating
Oh my. What a brutal, heart-wrenching chapter! I’m completely shaken — watching Renee almost kill Stefan was terrifying, yet you could feel the agony behind every second of that fury. She had him at the edge of death, and still, her love softened her hands at the last moment. And then Stefan’s cold interrogation of Seraphina? His suspicion is confirmed — the ring she claimed to love and treasure ended up with Quinton of all people! This chapter is a powerful explosion of emotions and betrayals. I truly felt every ounce of Renee’s pain, every trace of Stefan’s regret, and all of Seraphina’s fake innocence. I’m on the edge of my seat!
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars
### Next Chapter Prediction
The truth about the ring and Seraphina’s schemes is about to crack wide open. I predict Stefan will finally confront Seraphina for real — not just with cold words, but with ruthless action. As for Renee, she has promised to ruin Stefan, and she never makes empty threats. Something tells me she’s already planning a devastating strike — and with Quinton and Seraphina caught in the middle, the war of revenge is only just beginning.
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