# Chapter 377: A Quiet Stroll, A Hidden Wish
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 377 of "The Untouchable Ex Wife" — a chapter that feels softer, quieter, and yet carries so much unspoken emotion between Renee and Stefan. If you love moments filled with gentle tension and quiet longing, this one will warm your heart. So let's step into the mall with them and see what unfolds.
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After all the storms they had weathered, Renee and Stefan finally found themselves at a nearby mall together. It wasn't a grand date, nor a dramatic confession. It was something far more precious — a simple, ordinary shopping trip, the kind that normal couples take for granted. Stefan parked the car carefully, then moved quickly to open the door for Renee. He offered her his hand, and she took it without thinking, still overwhelmed by the unfamiliar surroundings. They had changed into casual clothes and wore matching caps, almost like two ordinary people slipping into the rhythm of daily life. To anyone watching, they looked like a lovely couple heading out to buy ingredients after a long day at work. And that was exactly what made the moment so surreal.
Renee couldn't help but notice how effortless everything felt around Stefan, even in such an ordinary setting. The two carried the same quiet, elegant aura, and standing side by side they looked like a perfect match. Her hand rested in his for a little longer than necessary, and she unconsciously leaned closer to him, her fingers clutching his arm tightly. This place was unfamiliar, and her sense of security had somehow become anchored to him. She dared not let go.
"What would you like to eat?" Stefan lowered his head and whispered tenderly in her ear, his voice soft enough to belong only to her.
Renee was quiet for a moment before answering. "Adie loves fish, and Abby loves beef. And I'm not a picky eater."
She forced a small smile after saying that, but inside, her heart ached with a bittersweet thought. She was willing to accompany him here because she wanted him to know these little things about their children. If anything ever happened to her one day, at least she would know that he could take care of them well. Every preference, every little habit, was a piece of her heart she wanted to leave in his hands.
But Stefan didn't simply nod and move on. He stopped walking and looked at her with the utmost sincerity. "But we're going to buy the kids' favorites as well as yours," he insisted. Then he asked again, sweetly and patiently, "What would *you* like to eat?"
Renee blinked. She wasn't used to someone putting her needs first. "Don't worry—it's not troublesome at all," Stefan added gently. "I can cook all kinds of dishes."
It was then that Renee finally allowed herself to dwell on the question. After a long pause, she said softly, "Umm... can you make pork chop then?"
The request came from a deep, tender place in her memory. In the past, long ago, her father used to make the most wonderful pork chops. The meat was always tender, sweet, and delicious — a taste that reminded her of safety, of warmth, of a home that no longer existed. After her father passed away, she had rarely eaten pork chop again, because no dish ever tasted the same. She had buried that craving beneath years of loss and bitterness. But now, with Stefan standing before her, asking her what she wanted, the memory surfaced like a flickering candle.
Stefan's eyes gleamed with quiet joy. "Of course. Wait and see... I'll make you an authentic pork chop today," he declared eagerly.
In that moment, he wasn't just promising her a meal. He was promising to pour all his love into something she had missed for so long. And what moved him even more deeply was her willingness to open up, to let him do things for her, to need him. Being needed by Renee — the woman who had spent so much time shielding herself behind walls of independence and pride — filled his heart with a warm satisfaction he couldn't quite put into words.
The two of them looked at each other and shared a moment of unspoken understanding. Neither had ever imagined that, after soldiering through so many hardships, they would end up here, doing something as simple as shopping together. For a fleeting second, they weren't weighed down by the past or haunted by uncertain futures. They were just Stefan and Renee — a man and a woman, buying groceries for their family, living the peaceful lives they had always deserved.
Soon, they arrived at the raw food section. The bright fluorescent lights reflected off the wet counters, and the smell of fresh fish and chilling meat filled the air. Stefan gently guided Renee to a chair nearby, his voice warm. "Stay here and wait for me. I'll buy the beef and fish."
He turned to head toward the frozen section where the best cuts were kept, but before he could take even a step, Renee reached out and grabbed his hand. Her grip was light yet urgent, and Stefan felt it immediately. Turning around, he saw a flicker of unease in her eyes.
"What's the matter?" he asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.
Renee swallowed. There it was again — that strange, uncomfortable feeling coiling in her chest. "I'm a bit scared," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "Can you take me with you?"
She wasn't pretending. In this unfamiliar place, her only source of safety was him. This mall didn't know her. The crowds didn't know her. And in that sudden swirl of unfamiliarity and vulnerability, Stefan had become her one true North Star.
Stefan's heart softened, though his logical side still worried for her. He hesitated, then spoke gently. "Sure, but that area is a bit dirty and messy. It's where they slaughter fish and chop meat, you know? What's more, the temperature is freezing in there, and I'm afraid you'll catch a cold..."
He didn't want to expose her to such an unpleasant, harsh environment. He wanted to shield her from every rough edge of the world. And yet, looking into her eyes, he also understood — sometimes, she didn't need him to protect her from the world. She just needed him by her side, holding her hand as they walked through it together.
Would he let her stay alone? Or would he take her with him, through the cold and the mess, if it meant never letting her feel abandoned? The answer was already written on his face as he squeezed her hand back, making his choice.
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**Reader's Impressions & Star Rating**
This chapter is a beautiful mix of warmth, vulnerability, and quiet emotional depth. I absolutely loved seeing Renee and Stefan in such a mundane, human moment — it reminds us that love often grows strongest in ordinary spaces. Renee's confession about her father and her longing for pork chop was so touching, and Stefan's eagerness to fulfill that wish spoke volumes about his devotion. Watching Renee openly ask to stay close to Stefan because she felt scared showed real growth in trust between them. The chapter tugs at your heartstrings while leaving you craving more. I give this chapter a heartfelt **⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars**.
**Next Chapter Prediction**
Based on the tension and tenderness in this scene, it seems Stefan will take Renee into that cold, messy section anyway, refusing to let her feel frightened or alone. But in a place full of prying eyes and mundane chaos, they may unexpectedly run into someone who recognizes them — perhaps an old enemy, a journalist, or someone from their complicated past. That encounter could shatter their perfect little moment and trigger the next storm, forcing Renee and Stefan to once again face the outside world together.
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