# Chapter 257: The Neurosurgeon’s Unexpected Visit
Hello, dear readers! I’m so glad to be back with you. How is everyone doing today? I hope you’re ready for another emotional rollercoaster, because Chapter 257 of *The Untouchable Ex Wife* is packed with anxiety, secrets, and a sudden, unwelcome knock on a fragile happy bubble. So grab a cup of tea, settle in, and let’s walk through this tense and revealing moment together.
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After that explosive fight with Stefan, Seraphina had learned to walk on eggshells around him. Every glance, every word between them felt like a wobbly bridge over a chasm—one wrong step and everything might collapse. She constantly braced herself for the moment he would bring up canceling their marriage again. That fear lived in the back of her mind, whispering late at night and shadowing her every smile.
But strangely, as the days passed, Stefan seemed to have moved past it. He no longer brought up separation. He looked at her without accusation, spoke to her without coldness, and even cared for her in his quiet, deliberate way. It was almost as if the fight had never happened—or as if he had chosen to forget it for the sake of keeping her close. Seraphina tried to let herself believe it. She wanted to breathe easily. She wanted to think that they had finally turned a corner.
Yet deep inside, she knew she was standing on sand. The tide could come back anytime.
That afternoon, they were alone in the hospital ward, a quiet, sterile space that somehow held the warmth of two people trying to be okay. Seraphina poured hot water from a thermos, the steam curling like fog as she tried to read Stefan’s mood. He was sitting by the window, calm and collected, the sun tracing a silver line across his jaw. He looked like a man who had let go of a heavy weight—but his eyes were still unreadable.
“No, I have a friend who’s coming to see me later,” he answered, his voice aloof and distant.
Seraphina’s hands tightened around the cup. The words made her stomach twist. *A friend?* All her old insecurities rushed back like a flood. She immediately felt guilty for asking, and in her nervousness, she nearly scalded herself with the hot water.
“Which friend?” she asked, trying to keep her voice light. But even she could hear the vulnerability under the question. “Xavier or Chris?”
Stefan frowned, displeasure flickering across his handsome face. “Do I have to report to you whenever I see my friends now?”
The question was like a small slap of cold air. Seraphina stiffened, then forced a pleasant tone.
“No, I’m just curious. I’ll be glad if you’re meeting Xavier. It’s been a while since I last met him. I don’t know why he’s been so busy lately.” She tried to push a strand of hair behind her ear, hoping it looked casual, hoping Stefan wouldn’t see how shaken she felt.
Stefan’s eyes were calm, but his voice carried a quiet finality. “No, I’m not meeting them. You’ll know later if you’re so curious.”
And before Seraphina could respond, a burst of laughter echoed from outside the ward.
“Haha! Stefan, why do we always meet at the hospital?!”
A man in casual clothes stepped through the door, a mischievous grin spread across his face. He was relaxed, easygoing, with the brisk confidence of someone who had seen countless hospital hallways. When his gaze landed on Seraphina, he smiled politely and studied her with open curiosity.
“Hey, your fiancée is here, too?”
Seraphina examined him, trying to place his face in her memory. She had never met this man before. Something about his demeanor made her instinctively uneasy, though she didn’t know why yet.
“And who are you?” she asked carefully.
The man adjusted his glasses and extended his hand toward her with every ounce of professional courtesy. “I’m Owen Wagner, a neurosurgeon.”
*A neurosurgeon.*
Those two words hit Seraphina like a sledgehammer.
Her entire body trembled. The glass slipped from her shaking fingers and crashed to the floor, shattering into sharp pieces around her feet. The sound rang through the quiet ward like a warning bell.
Owen froze, clearly baffled by her reaction. “What’s the matter? Why are you so scared of me?”
Seraphina was pale. She couldn’t look at him. Her mind was screaming, her thoughts tangling in panic. A neurosurgeon—here, now, for Stefan? It couldn’t be. It just couldn’t be.
Most people reacted to his profession with admiration, jealousy, or curiosity. But Owen had never seen a terrified reaction like this before. It was as if she had seen a ghost wearing his face.
Seraphina forced herself to swallow, trying to glue her shattered composure back together. “I-It’s nothing,” she faltered, faking a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “I just find doctors a bit scary—especially neurosurgeons. Because they operate on people’s brains.”
Her throat was dry. She swallowed again, then asked, as carefully as a woman walking over glass shards, “Why… why did you come to see Stefan?”
Owen casually shoved his hands into his pockets and shrugged. “Well, your fiancé had a brain surgery that made him lose a part of his memory, right? I’m thinking of checking him to see if I can help him regain his memories.”
The blood drained from Seraphina’s face. It was as if the floor had dropped out from under her.
“No, you can’t!” she blurted out before she could stop herself.
The words rang out too loud, too desperate. Owen raised an eyebrow, completely dumbfounded.
“Aren’t you Stefan’s fiancée? Shouldn’t you be encouraging this?” He tilted his head, genuinely confused. “I only took this job because Stefan and I are friends. If not, I wouldn’t have come.”
Seraphina realized how her outburst must look. A loving fiancée should be jumping at the chance to have her partner’s memory restored. A loving fiancée would be grateful, not terrified. She was acting exactly as guilty as she felt.
But she couldn’t let him dig any deeper. She forced her tone to steady and lied smoothly, weaving half-truths into a shield.
“No, you’ve got me wrong,” she said, her voice trembling just a little. “Stefan is finally cured, and I don’t want him to suffer again. It will affect his thinking. Plus, I’m afraid something bad might happen if we keep tampering with his brain.”
Owen stared at her for a long moment. His expression wasn’t hostile—just thoughtful, weighing her words. He was a doctor, trained to read people as much as symptoms. And he could tell that Seraphina was hiding something.
The hospital room grew thick with tension. Seraphina could feel Stefan’s gaze on her too—that quiet, searching look that always made her want to run away but also made her heart ache with the need to stay.
Behind her, the shattered glass gleamed on the floor like tiny warning stars.
Owen Wagner had come to help Stefan remember.
And Seraphina was standing in the way of the truth.
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## Reader’s Impressions & Star Rating
Oh my goodness, this chapter made my heart race! Seraphina’s panic is so tangible that I felt like I was standing right beside her, watching her carefully constructed world begin to crack. There’s something deeply unsettling and tragic about her fear. Is she afraid of what Stefan will do when he remembers? Or is there a painful truth hidden in his lost memories that she doesn’t want dragged into the light? Owen is a brilliant addition—sharp, observant, and completely unintimidated by her excuses. The tension between Seraphina’s desperate lies and Owen’s quiet curiosity is beautifully written, and the shattered glass on the floor is such a perfect symbol for her fragile peace. I absolutely need to know what happens next!
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars
## Next Chapter Prediction
I predict that Owen won’t simply let Seraphina’s explanation go. He’s too sharp for that. He will likely question her privately or confront Stefan directly, planting seeds of doubt in Stefan’s mind. If Owen proceeds with his evaluation, Stefan might begin to remember flashes of the past—pieces that contradict everything Seraphina has told him. The truth might finally start clawing its way to the surface, and Seraphina will have to decide whether to keep lying or face the consequences of the secrets she has guarded so carefully. This is going to be explosive, dear readers—don’t miss what comes next!
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