# Chapter 624: The Moon He Cannot See
Hello everyone, it’s me again! How are you all doing? I hope your hearts are ready for another emotional ride, because today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 624 of *The Untouchable Ex Wife*. This is a quiet, introspective chapter, but don’t let that fool you — beneath the stillness, a storm is brewing. A decision is about to be asked of a broken man, and the answer could change everything. Let’s step into the moonlit manor together, shall we?
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The night had wrapped the manor in a silky, cold embrace. Eloise quietly slipped out of the basement room that Renee had been staying in — though “room” was a generous word. It was, in truth, the lowest level of the grand Hunt manor, a place so deep and so isolated that no sound could travel upward through the three stories of stone and wood above it. The manor itself had been built on high ground, cleverly designed so that even a basement window could catch a sliver of sunlight during the day. But that was all it offered — light. No voice, no cry, no whisper from that hidden chamber could ever reach the upper floors. That was precisely why Jovan had spent the past three days utterly unaware that the very woman who haunted his sleepless nights was sleeping beneath the same roof as him.
The moon hung high and full, casting silver light across the balcony where Jovan sat alone. The night breeze ruffled his hair, but he did not move. There was no joy in his stillness, only a profound, bone-deep sadness that seemed to have seeped into his very marrow. Time had become meaningless to him. Without his sight, the days blurred into an endless gray, and the only way he could distinguish morning from night was by the wind — its warmth, its chill, its gentle voice against his skin.
Eloise stepped out quietly, a soft blanket draped over her arm. She approached him with careful footsteps, her heart aching as she watched the once mighty man sit so helplessly under the stars.
“It’s getting late, Mr. Hunt,” she said tenderly, draping the blanket over his broad shoulders. “The night is quite cold. Should I help you back to your room to rest?”
Jovan gave a faint, almost imperceptible shake of his head. “Let me sit here for a little longer.” He raised his face to the sky, as though he could feel the moon’s presence even without seeing it. “Can you tell me if it’s a full moon tonight?”
“It is,” Eloise answered softly, wincing at the pain lacing his voice. “The moon is shining bright, Mr. Hunt.”
A long, heavy sigh escaped him. “It’s a shame I didn’t watch the moon more before I lost my sight.” His words hung in the air, heavy with regret. All the things he had taken for granted — sunrises, faces, the sparkle in Renee’s eyes — now existed only in the fading scraps of memory.
Eloise’s chest tightened. Tears welled up and silently rolled down her cheeks. She had served this man for years, and watching him crumble from a confident, ruthless heir into this hollow shell was almost unbearable. “You’ve changed so much because of that woman, Mr. Hunt,” she said, her voice trembling with frustration. “You weren’t this pessimistic in the past… You were never this weak.”
But Jovan softly shook his head. A strange, tender warmth touched his otherwise blank gaze at the mention of the woman who had cost him everything. “No, I didn’t change because of her. This is how I am,” he murmured. “I just became more like myself after I met her.”
Eloise’s restraint snapped. “You’re wrong! You’re wrong, Mr. Hunt!” She clenched her fists, her tears now flowing freely. “You once told me that love was the most meaningless thing in this world — that it would only tie you down and weaken you! You had actually defeated Stefan back then! If you had just been a little more ruthless, you would have been leading Hunt Enterprise without any trouble! But no — you became a fool for that woman! You gave up your blood and your eyes to Stefan. Do you see what that's gotten us? He’s out and about, thriving, while we have to cower in a corner and lick our wounds! Even something as simple as looking at the moon is now impossible for you! It just makes me so mad!”
The wind howled around them, carrying her anguish into the night. Jovan slowly clenched his fists, the knuckles turning white. He couldn’t deny it. Every word Eloise spoke was a mirror held up to his past self. There was a time when he was cold, calculating, and utterly rational. He had scoffed at lovers who threw away empires for a heartbeat, who surrendered their dignity for a smile. He had believed such people were fools destined for ruin.
And now, he had become the very fool he once mocked.
A heavy silence stretched between them before Eloise broke it with a trembling, careful question. “Mr. Hunt… if you had a second chance, would you make the same choice again?”
Jovan’s answer came not with certainty, but with brutal honesty. “I don’t know.” He paused, letting the cold night air fill his lungs. “People will only do stupid things for love once in their lives. I’ve already done it. I don’t know whether I would do it again, even if I had the chance.” A strange, dry chuckle escaped his lips — a ghost of his old, sardonic self. “Who knows? Maybe I’d become the villain instead. I’d defeat Stefan, take back everything, and make Renee mine… Haha.” The laugh faded into the darkness, hollow and bitter.
He himself didn’t understand why he had chosen to save Stefan that day. He had willingly thrown himself into an endless abyss, trading his own blood and eyes, just to give Renee a moment of peace. It was madness. And yet, somewhere deep in his soul, he knew that even a villain’s ending would be sweeter than a world where she looked at him with fear.
Eloise took a deep breath, steeling herself. There was another matter she had been holding close to her heart for days now. “Umm… Mr. Hunt, would you be willing to try if you had the chance?” she asked slowly, her voice low.
He frowned, confusion flickering across his face. “What do you mean?”
She hesitated for a moment, then spoke with careful resolve. “I’ve been keeping something from you lately. Your parents and I have been searching for suitable eyes for you all over the world. And recently… we finally found a pair.” She paused, letting the weight of her words settle. “If you’d like, we can arrange the transplant for you.”
Her heart pounded as she watched his expression, searching for any sign of hope or resistance. She knew this was a decision that could not be forced. He was no longer the man who could be ordered around, no longer the cold heir who saw surgery as just another transaction. This new Jovan, broken and introspective, had to choose for himself.
The moon continued to shine down on the manor, indifferent to the silent battle raging within one man’s heart. Could he bear to see the world again? Could he open his eyes and face the consequences of his sacrifice — to look at Renee without flinching, to stare down Stefan without shame?
Or were his eyes, lost to the past, better left buried?
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And that, my dear readers, is where our chapter leaves us — hanging on the edge of a question that could rewrite Jovan’s entire future. The transplant offer is on the table. But the real question isn't whether his body will accept new eyes. It's whether his soul is ready to see the truth of everything he has lost and everything he might still fight for.
**Reader’s Impressions & Star Rating:** This chapter was a beautiful yet heartbreaking character study. We feel every ounce of Jovan’s suffering through Eloise’s eyes — her anger, her loyalty, her helpless love for the man she serves. Jovan’s confession that he “became more like himself” after meeting Renee is such a poignantly romantic line, and it adds new depth to his tragedy. The pacing is slow but intentional, and the cliffhanger of the eye transplant offer is brilliantly placed. I found myself holding my breath right along with Jovan. ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars.
**Next Chapter Prediction:** I believe Jovan is going to accept the surgery — not out of vanity, but because he isn’t ready to let go of the life, the memory of Renee, and the unfinished battle with Stefan. However, once he regains his sight, the first person he may encounter could be Renee herself, hidden in his own basement. The shock of seeing her face — and the complicated truth of her presence there — is bound to blow this tense emotional standoff wide open.
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