# Chapter 385: The Dream That Wasn’t a Dream
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 385 of "The Untouchable Ex Wife" — a chapter that will leave your heart fluttering one moment and chuckling the next. If you love romantic tension, a dreamy blur between fantasy and reality, and a powerful hero suddenly willing to become his beloved's plaything, then you are in for a delightfully sweet ride. Let's dive in.
The weight of the shopping mall incident still lingered heavily in Renee's heart. Even though Stefan's reassurance had brought her some comfort, she couldn't fully shake the uneasiness coiling in her chest. But looking at his face, so calm and certain, Renee told herself that perhaps she was worrying too much about things that hadn't happened yet. Why waste these precious moments dwelling on a future no one could predict? What mattered was now — the warmth of a man who stayed by her side, the laughter of their children echoing in the air, and the simple promise of a home-cooked meal. So she chose, for the moment, to stop overthinking and simply live in the present. One step at a time.
Stefan, ever the devoted man, decided to take matters into his own hands — literally. He walked into the kitchen and rolled up his sleeves, determined to cook a delicious meal for Renee, Adie, and Abby. To be honest, he was a little nervous. This was his first time cooking for the family, and he wanted nothing more than to see their faces light up with joy at the taste of his dishes. The stakes were high, and he knew he had to satisfy three very important critics. While the children happily played in the garden, their innocent laughter drifting through the warm afternoon air, Stefan labored in the kitchen. Each time he opened a pot or tossed a pan, a mouth-watering aroma would drift out, teasing the children's senses and making them wonder what amazing food was on the way.
Meanwhile, Renee had retreated to the bedroom. Though she wasn't sleepy, she was mentally drained. The emotional exhaustion from the encounter at the mall had crept up on her, settling heavily behind her eyelids. Before long, she dozed off, her body sinking into the soft comfort of the mattress.
Time passed quietly until a low, magnetic male voice gently pierced the haze around her.
"Dear? Dear, the food's ready."
Half-conscious, Renee let out a small incoherent mumble and pulled the blanket tighter around herself, unwilling to leave the safety of her dreams.
Stefan stood under the dim light beside the bed, looking down at her with a soft smile. He had spent so much time and effort preparing dish after dish for Renee and the children, and he couldn't help feeling eager to see Renee's reaction. But when he found her sleeping so peacefully, all that anticipation melted into tenderness. He simply couldn't bear to wake her.
"Do you want to sleep a little longer?" he murmured softly near her ear. "I can bring the food here for you."
Renee was drifting in and out of sleep, lost in a haze where reality and dreaming blurred together. When she heard his voice, she thought she was dreaming. A drowsy smile spread across her lips, and instead of answering, she reached up and wrapped her arms around Stefan's neck, whispering sweetly, "Darling, is that you? I want a kiss."
Stefan's eyes widened in surprise. His voice was hoarse when he finally whispered, "Are you sure... you want a kiss?"
He couldn't help but be stunned. In all his memories of their relationship, Renee was rarely this bold, this coquettish. Her sudden sweetness caught him completely off guard, leaving his heart racing.
Renee pouted, biting her lip. "Your... lips. I can't reach them. Come closer. I want a kiss."
In her mind, this was just a dream. She could do whatever she wanted here. She could kiss him, touch him, be as bold as she had always been too afraid to be. To her, Stefan in her dream was simply a plaything made for her enjoyment.
"Umm... okay," Stefan murmured, and after a moment's hesitation, he leaned in closer.
"Come on!" Renee was determined. She wanted to seize this chance to do everything she had never been brave enough to do when she was fully awake.
Their warm lips met with enthusiastic intensity. Renee focused with all her might on her mission, determined to be in charge. But to her surprise, the plaything beneath her lips was rather unruly. He was passionate, fierce, and seemed to be trying to take the lead. Renee absolutely refused to allow that. This was her dream, and she wasn't about to be bullied by her own toy!
"Stop moving!" She frowned and spoke in a serious, warning tone. "You're just a toy, so don't forget your manners."
Stefan stilled, and though she couldn't see it, his expression shifted into an amusing mixture of disbelief and intrigue. "A... toy?" he asked slowly, his voice carrying a hint of mild hurt. "Do you know what you're doing? Are you asleep, or are you drunk?"
"That's none of your business. In short... you're my toy, and you're at my disposal. Do you understand?" Renee declared overbearingly. Deep in her heart, she felt perfectly proud of how well she was commanding her dream.
To her satisfaction, the man under her hands suddenly softened. Instead of arguing, Stefan said in a doting voice, "Fine then, you're my master. You can do what you want with me, okay?"
He closed his eyes and let out a blissful sigh as she leaned in to kiss him again. The truth was, he had already accepted his fate as her plaything — and he was rather enjoying it. If this was what being a toy meant, then he would gladly offer himself up to her again and again. His passion and love glimmered in his dark eyes, undimmed by her bandages or her scars. To him, Renee was an irreplaceable treasure, a soul intertwined with his own. He didn't care about appearances. He would love her no matter what she looked like.
"Mm... That's more like it. I can have whatever I want since it's my dream!" Renee's voice sounded clear, but her mind was still fuzzy. Because she couldn't see clearly, she had no way of distinguishing fantasy from reality. And this man beneath her was being so unusually obedient, so unlike his typical dominant self... It had to be a dream. What other explanation could there be?
Emboldened by his submission, she grew more playful and adventurous, experimenting with a boldness she could never express in her waking hours. She rubbed her chin and smiled cunningly, her playful heart racing with excitement.
"What am I going to do?" she mused, then whispered teasingly, "You have the body of a supermodel, and it's been a while since I've touched it... Can I touch your abs?"
Stefan raised his brows, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. Instead of teasing her, he took her hands and guided them to his firm abdomen, placing her palms against his warm skin. His voice dropped to a husky murmur as he whispered, "That's what you want? I'm yours... go ahead and touch me."
Renee's fingers explored beneath the dim light, still convinced that she was the master and this man was merely her toy. But oh, if she had known the truth — that this was no dream, that this man was all too real and all too willing — her cheeks would have burned brighter than a thousand suns.
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**Reader's Impressions & Star Rating**
This chapter was an absolute delight! I loved witnessing the shift in atmosphere from heavy unease to tender domestic bliss. Stefan cooking nervously for his family while the children play in the garden was pure sweetness. But the real highlight was absolutely the half-asleep Renee, boldly treating the formidable Stefan as her dream toy. The role reversal was hilarious, romantic, and deeply intimate all at once. Stefan willingly surrendering to her, letting her take control, and even enjoying his role as her plaything, showed just how deep his love runs. The chapter was heartwarming, playful, and a magnificently sweet moment of calm before the inevitable storm. I give this chapter a deeply affectionate ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars.
**Next Chapter Prediction**
The sweet dream will inevitably shatter when Renee finally wakes up completely and realizes that her so-called dream toy was Stefan all along! Her embarrassment alone is sure to be legendary — but the real question is, will she shy away from him, or will this unexpectedly playful moment bring them even closer together? And with food growing cold and the children nearby, an interruption might just expose their secret moment to prying little eyes, setting the stage for even more awkward — and adorable — chaos. Something tells me that Stefan is only getting started with his teasing.
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