# Chapter 572: An Ill-Fated Destiny? A Mother's Schemes and a Hidden Fear
Hello, dear readers! How are you all doing? It's me again, your faithful companion on this emotional journey. Today, we step back into the world of "The Untouchable Ex Wife" for Chapter 572 — a chapter where heartbreak lingers between hospital walls, where a mother's superstition turns into fierce determination, and where a simple lie starts to crack under the weight of a friend's love. So, pull up a chair, settle in, and let's walk through this tangled, tender chapter together.
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Stefan lay in his own hospital bed, his body battered but his mind far more restless. He tried to convince himself that he had moved on, that the past was the past. But then why did memories of Renee still flood his every thought like an uninvited tide? Her laughter, her stubbornness, the way her eyes used to sparkle when she looked at him—they all swirled around him, refusing to be silenced. He had thought time would dull the ache, but here he was, wounded in body and haunted in heart, unable to shake the ghost of a love he could no longer reach.
Just outside the ward, Francine walked away with her trusted aide, Elijah. She let out a long, heavy sigh—a sigh that carried all the weariness of a mother who had watched too much chaos unfold.
"What an ill-fated destiny!" she murmured, shaking her head. "They got into the same hospital even when they were hurt. Aren't they just bringing bad luck to each other?"
Elijah blinked at her, genuinely taken aback. "Madam, weren't you a materialistic person before? When did you start believing in superstitions? There's no such thing as bringing bad luck to others."
But Francine would not be so easily talked out of her conviction. She had consulted a great fortune-teller and been told the most troubling thing: that those two would always bring misfortune to each other. Chaos followed them like a shadow whenever they were together, and harm inevitably struck one or both of them. Now both were hurt at the same hospital—wasn't that proof enough?
"I asked a great fortune-teller about it, Elijah. And I learned that they will always bring bad luck to each other. Chaos will happen whenever they're together—they'll either get hurt or encounter some kind of trouble. Look at them now! Both are hurt. I separated them for their own good, but it wasn't enough..." Francine squeezed her fists tightly. Her voice took on a steely edge. "No, I must make Renee transfer to another hospital."
"That's too much, Madam," Elijah said bluntly. "She's hurt and may be paralyzed forever. She needs to rest. She won't agree to move just like that."
"Then I'll move Stefan to another hospital instead. In short, I have to separate them!"
Elijah gave a helpless shrug. "Well... go ahead if you can. I assure you—you can't do it."
Even Francine had to admit that was true. Her son was as stubborn as stone. She couldn't persuade him, and that was the heart of the problem. She let out another frustrated breath, acutely aware of her own limitations.
But then Elijah, with the air of a wise old sage, nodded sagely. "Don't worry, Madam Hunt. They're bound to meet if it's written in the stars for them. We don't have to meddle in it—we just have to let nature take its course."
Francine glared at him, her maternal fire undimmed. "Don't be ridiculous. Listen to me, Elijah. I need you to monitor him and stop him from meeting Renee. I don't care if it's written in the stars or the moon—as long as I am alive, I will break them up!"
Meanwhile, across the hospital, a quieter storm was brewing. Most of Renee's relatives and friends had gone home, and she finally had a little peace. But her dear friend Leia remained, sitting by her side, cradling Renee's hand in both of hers. Leia's face was long and sorrowful, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.
"Ren, how are you feeling? Does it hurt?" Leia's voice trembled. "Don't hold it in if you're hurting. You can bite my hand if you need to... Don't worry. Even if something happens to you, I'll take care of you forever."
Leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets, Justin frowned at this dramatic exchange and protested lightly. "Hey, stop trying to steal my role. That's my line."
"Hmph! The day men can be relied on, pigs will fly!" Leia snapped, her protective temper flaring. "I'll take care of her, and I'll stop all men from getting close to her. If it weren't for you men, she wouldn't be so unlucky."
Leia's anger wasn't really aimed at Justin—it was grief dressed in anger. She was furious at Quinton for failing to protect his sister, and even more furious at fate for putting Renee through so much pain.
"Alright, both of you, stop arguing." Renee's voice cut through the bickering with a note of irritation. "I just sprained my waist. I'm not paralyzed. Don't make it sound so serious."
She tried to speak lightly, to wave away their worry. But when Leia and Justin both exchanged hesitant glances—a look that was far too quick, too loaded with meaning—Renee's heart abruptly tightened. Her instincts screamed that something wasn't right. Something was being hidden from her. For a moment, the silence in the room grew heavy, and Renee felt a cold knot form deep in her chest.
What were they not telling her?
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And that, dear readers, is where this chapter leaves us—with a mother determined to tear two souls apart and a woman slowly realizing that her friends' careful smiles might be hiding a terrifying truth.
**Reader's Impressions & Star Rating:**
Oh, this chapter hits right in the heart. I felt Stefan's aching loneliness as if it were my own—how exhausting it must be to tell yourself to move on while every memory keeps pulling you back. But Francine is absolutely infuriating, isn't she? Her whole "fortune-teller" excuse feels less like fate and more like an excuse to meddle. Every time she schemes, I want to shout at the page! And Leia and Justin? They are the absolute sweetest, but that shared glance at the end made me freeze. Something is really wrong with Renee's health, and she still doesn't know. The tension is masterfully crafted, and the emotional shifts keep you hooked from beginning to end. This deserves a solid rating.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars.
**Next Chapter Prediction:**
I have a sinking feeling that Renee is about to discover the full truth about her injury—and it's far more serious than a "sprained waist." Once she learns that she may never walk again, her world will shatter. Meanwhile, Francine is actively scheming to keep Stefan away, but we all know fate has a different plan. Stefan might just catch wind of Renee's true condition and launch a desperate fight to reach her—throwing Francine's plans into chaos.
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