# Chapter 372: An Uneasy Truce and a Shameless Proposal
Hello everyone, it’s me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 372 of "The Untouchable Ex Wife." This is one of those tender, fragile moments where old wounds barely begin to scab over, and two people who once burned each other are cautiously trying to find a new way to exist in the same world. Grab a warm drink, settle in, and let’s dive into this beautifully tense, hopeful chapter together.
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When Stefan uttered those words, the air between them seemed to hold its breath.
"We're even..." He stared at Renee, his voice trembling like a man who had just surfaced from a drowning and was terrified the shore would slip away. "Does that mean we can start over?"
Renee’s heart missed a beat—loudly, treacherously—and for a split second, she lost her footing entirely. Start over? After everything? After the betrayals, the heartbreak, the scars neither of them could see but both of them carried? She shook her head, forcing a laugh. "Stop messing around. It's not funny." She meant it as a wall—a barrier built from the rubble of their past. In her mind, starting over would only mean retracing the same poisoned path, stepping on the same broken glass, and bleeding in the same old places. She had no strength left for that.
But Stefan, ever the persistent one, didn't retreat. Instead, he took a deep breath and moved closer to her, his voice calm and measured, as if he were speaking to a frightened bird. "Yeah, I was just joking. If you don't think it's funny, I'll stop." There was a pause, then he continued, gently unfolding a different idea. "It doesn't mean that we have to be lovers or married if we start over... but I think we can restart our relationship. As for our future, we can wait and see what destiny holds for us. Maybe we'll be good competitors or friends, but if nothing else... you're the mother of my children. We can be good partners. What do you think?"
Something in his words, soft and sincere, unexpectedly soothed the tight knot in Renee's chest. She swallowed and, with a hint of wariness still lacing her voice, asked the question that had been gnawing at her for days. "Do you really think so? Or... do you want to snatch the kids away from me?" It was a genuine fear. She was blind now, vulnerable, barely holding herself together. Legally, if the Hunt family truly wished to claim the children, it would be a piece of cake—she couldn’t even take care of herself in this state. The thought alone was enough to make her feel powerless.
Stefan’s expression softened, and he shook his head with quiet resolve. "No, the kids belong to us, and we're not rivals. I don't care if they're with you or me—as long as they're happy." A sly, teasing smile crept onto his lips. "You can have custody of me too."
The sheer absurdity of his words broke through Renee’s defenses, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Are you out of your mind?"
Her laughter was like sunlight breaking through storm clouds, and Stefan found himself grinning in response. "As you know, my brain's a bit messed up. It's still healing, so I hope you won't be too hard on me."
The air between them felt lighter now, but Renee still needed to draw her lines in the sand. Her tone was friendly yet unmistakably firm. "Well, I won't hate you, and you can do whatever you want as long as you don't plot schemes, take away my kids, or target my brother." She had spent the last few days anxiously bracing herself for future attacks on her family, and the exhaustion clung to her bones. Now that she was blind, her world had shrunk to what she could hear, feel, and trust. She didn’t want to wage war—all she wanted was to be left in peace.
Stefan met her gaze, and for the first time in a long while, there was no shadow of calculation in his eyes. He gave a firm, solemn promise: "Okay, you have my word." And he meant every syllable. Frankly, even before he had recovered his memories, he had never planned to scheme against her or fight Quinton. If he had harbored ill intentions, he wouldn’t have gone out of his way to beg Owen to save Quinton’s life. And now that his memories had returned, all he wanted was to adore Renee—to protect her, to cherish her, to make up for every painful silence and every wrong turn. There was no version of his future that involved harming her.
Renee released a breath she didn’t realize she had been holding. The grudges between them felt, for the first time, like they had been set down on the ground—not forgotten, but no longer carried. Still, she wasn't sure how to act around him in this new, undefined space. She hesitated, then asked quietly, "Okay. Umm... can you go now?"
Stefan, in response, did something that should have been infuriating but somehow came across as endearingly shameless. He casually pulled a stool over, plopped himself down beside her bean bag, and announced with total righteousness, "Go? I'm not going anywhere."
Renee frowned, a knot of confusion forming between her brows. "What?"
"Adie and Abby are here, and I'm their father. Plus, you made me promise not to take them, so... I'm not going. I want to live with my kids," Stefan explained, his tone perfectly reasonable—while conveniently leaving out the far more personal reason that he also wanted to be wherever Renee was.
"No, Stefan. Why are you being so shameless?" Renee groaned, her voice caught between frustration and reluctant amusement.
Stefan’s grin widened. "What's the big deal? This manor is so large, and I'm sure there's an empty room I can stay in. I'll stay here and work for you. I'll take care of the kids and help them with their homework." He tilted his head, his voice dipping into a playful lilt. "You've got nothing to lose, right?"
Renee opened her mouth to argue, then closed it. A strange thought crossed her mind—perhaps he had a point. Perhaps this was not the threat she feared, but the beginning of something wholly new. "Well, you're not wrong..." she murmured, a hint of surrender creeping into her tone. And for the first time in a long time, she allowed a sliver of uncertainty—not fear, but curiosity—to take root in her heart.
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**Reader's Impressions & Star Rating:**
Oh, this chapter was such a delicious mix of tension, healing, and quiet flirtation! I absolutely loved seeing Stefan lower his defenses and approach Renee with such genuine softness—not as an enemy or a scheming ex-husband, but as a man willing to wait for whatever crumbs of relationship she would allow. Renee's guarded heart was beautifully rendered; you could feel her exhaustion, her fear, and her longing for peace. The quiet humor between them felt so natural, and that shameless "I'm not going anywhere" moment made me smile so wide. It's a chapter of fragile hope, and I love how the author lets the possibility of a new beginning bloom at its own pace. However, I do wish the kids were a bit more present in this moment—their presence would have made the scene even richer. Overall, this chapter earns a heartfelt ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars.
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**Next Chapter Prediction:**
I predict that Stefan will actually move into the manor, much to Renee’s reluctant annoyance and her children’s delight. But trouble is never far behind in this story—I suspect that someone will report this "reconciliation" to the outside world, perhaps causing misunderstandings among Renee's brother Quinton or stirring jealousy in others who once sought to keep them apart. And of course, with Adie and Abby seeing their parents under the same roof, who knows what sweet mischief they’ll cook up to push their parents closer together? The next chapter may bring a sudden crisis—or an unexpected tender moment—that forces Renee and Stefan to confront their unresolved feelings once and for all.
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