# Chapter 368: A Mother's Untold Sacrifice
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 368 of "The Untouchable Ex Wife" — a chapter that will absolutely tug at your heartstrings and leave you in awe of a mother's quiet strength. Are you ready? Then let's dive right in!
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The soft velvet of night had settled over the room, carrying with it a fragile hope wrapped in uncertainty. Little Abby, with her innocent heart and trembling voice, clung to her mother's words as if they were the very air she needed to breathe. Her small fingers gripped Renee's hand, her voice wobbling with the weight of emotions too big for her tiny frame.
"Mommy's eyes might have recovered when you wake up," Adie said, his voice steady and reassuring in a way that seemed far older than his years. "Or... it might all just be a nightmare."
Nightmare. What a beautiful, gentle word for such a cruel reality. But Adie knew that sometimes, children needed beautiful lies to shield them from the ugly truths of the world their parents inhabited.
And so, with the patience and tenderness that belied his age, Adie coaxed his sister into Margaret's waiting arms. Abby went obediently, her small body still trembling with unshed tears as she disappeared down the hallway, leaving behind a silence that was thick with unspoken words.
Only when the soft padding of footsteps faded completely did Adie turn back to face his mother. His small shoulders straightened; his jaw set with a determination that made him look like a tiny warrior preparing for battle.
"Can you tell me the truth now, Mommy?"
The question hung in the air between them, sharp and demanding. Though Adie and Abby were twins, born from the same womb and sharing the same blood, Adie possessed a maturity, a rationality that often left even hardened adults astonished. He was wise beyond his years, and his little mind had been calculating the pieces of this puzzle the entire time.
He didn't believe for a single second that Renee's blindness was due to sickness.
No, his mother was strong, stronger than anyone he knew. Sickness couldn't fell her so completely, so suddenly. No, his mind kept circling back to one name that made his blood boil: Jovan.
He understood why Renee hadn't spoken the truth in front of Abby and Margaret. He understood her silence. She didn't want to burden them with the weight of her pain, didn't want their worried hearts to break into even more pieces. She was always like that, his mother—always thinking of others first, always bearing her own crosses in solitude.
But Adie was different. He could handle the truth.
"You're a smart kid, Adie." Renee's voice came out softly, strained with exhaustion, yet there was a gentle smile playing on her lips. She reached out, her slender fingers groping through the empty air with a hesitance that broke hearts, until finally they found Adie's small hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "You should know that no one can take away my eyes. I'm not that weak."
Adie's throat tightened. His mother's touch was warm, reassuring, but those words—they told him everything he needed to know. Something within him cracked, a fissure of understanding forming in his young chest.
"You know... I know you willingly gave up your eyes to Jovan."
His voice cracked on the name, and his eyes glistened with unshed tears. He tried to blink them away, but the burning sensation only grew more intense. The tears wanted to fall. They wanted to rage.
Renee said nothing. The silence itself was an admission—a quiet, damning confirmation.
"He should have refused. Even if you were willing, he should have REFUSED." Adie's voice rose, raw with fury and frustration. "You're not the one who owed him, Mommy! How could he take your eyes? How could he just—"
He stopped himself, wiping furiously at his face. He refused to cry. He had to be strong for his mother. But the injustice of it all was suffocating. Though he still struggled to comprehend the tangled and strange web of relationships among Stefan, Renee, and Jovan, he understood the fundamental principle of debt and repayment: if someone owed a debt, THEY should pay the price—not his mother.
"Come with me, Mommy." Adie grabbed Renee's hand with renewed strength, trying to pull her up from the bed. "We'll go to Jovan right now and demand your eyes back! He can't just take them from you—I won't let him get away with this!"
"Calm down, Adie." Renee's voice was whisper-soft, yet it carried a serene weight that somehow stilled the storm brewing within her son. She squeezed his hand again, firmly and lovingly. "I did this willingly, and I won't ask him to return anything. On top of all that... he doesn't even know about this."
Adie froze.
He couldn't process what he had just heard. "You mean... you didn't even TELL him? After everything he's put you through, you gave up your eyes without even telling him?! Do you think you're some kind of saint?"
His voice cracked with a mixture of disbelief and anger. He wanted to shake her, to make her see reason. He wanted to ask her: have you thought about me and Abby? In your moment of generous sacrifice, did you spare even the smallest thought for your children? What about us? What are we supposed to do without your eyes? Who will take care of us if you're in pain?
But Adie swallowed those words, choking them down like bitter pills. He knew that if he asked her this, she would be consumed by guilt and grief. The flames of self-blame would burn her up from the inside, and that would be no different than asking her to suffer twice over.
His mother carried burdens heavier than the world itself, and he couldn't add his on top of them.
"I've just had the surgery, so I'm a little tired, Adie." Renee's voice was soft, fragile, like thin glass threatening to shatter. The exhaustion was seeping into every syllable, dragging her consciousness down. "Can you help me back to my room to rest?"
She really was tired. Her body was screaming with weariness, and the swelling around her eyes was becoming unbearable—like sharp knives slicing across her skin again and again. She knew the dangers. If an infection occurred, she would lose all chances of recovery. Even if she somehow found a suitable donor, without proper care, a transplant would become impossible.
Adie stood there for a long moment, wrestling with a whole storm of conflicting emotions. Every fiber of his being wanted to march straight to Jovan and demand answers, demand justice, demand his mother's eyes back. But he couldn't fight Renee's wishes. He couldn't betray her trust.
Slowly, torturously, he forced himself to accept it.
"Okay, Mommy." His voice was small now, but steadier. "Let me help you to bed."
As his small hands guided his mother toward the room, Adie's heart silently whispered a promise to himself. He might accept this now, but he would never forget. He would never forgive. And one day... one day, when he was strong enough, he would make everything right again.
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## Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
Oh my heart. This chapter was an emotional roller coaster from beginning to end. Watching Adie try to be strong for his sister while his own heart was breaking was absolutely devastating. The way this little boy navigates the complex emotional landscape—pushing down his own rage and grief to protect his mother—is heartbreaking and inspiring at the same time. And Renee? Her quiet, selfless acceptance of her fate makes her both admirable and infuriatingly frustrating. You want to shake her and hug her at the same time! The psychological depth here is simply brilliant; the pain of being a child facing an adult's impossible choices is rendered so vividly that you'll feel your own throat tighten. This chapter is a masterpiece of emotional storytelling.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.9 / 5 Stars
## Next Chapter Prediction
The silence around Renee's sacrifice can't last forever. With Stefan and Jovan still tangled in this complicated history, the truth has a way of erupting when you least expect it. Will Jovan discover that Renee gave up her eyes for reasons connected to him? And when Stefan inevitably learns what Renee has done, will he be able to remain indifferent? One thing is certain—when Adie's restrained fury finally finds an outlet, the consequences could shake everything. Get ready for the storm!
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