# Chapter 625: The Gift of Sight and a Dangerous Lie
Hello, wonderful readers! Welcome back. It’s always a privilege to walk with you through the tangled, emotionally charged world of "The Untouchable Ex Wife." Today, I have to tell you—Chapter 625 is one of those moments where hope and heartbreak collide. There is light at the end of a very dark tunnel, but it’s a light cast by an enormous shadow. So, let’s take a deep breath, settle in, and uncover what fate—and a well-meaning deception—has in store for Jovan and Renee.
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The air in the Hunt manor was still, thick with the kind of silence that weighs heavily on a broken heart. But on this particular day, that silence was about to be shattered by a single sentence—one so surprising it might as well have been a thunderclap.
“You’re going to have eye surgery?”
Jovan’s face transformed in an instant. The dullness that had clouded his features for so long suddenly lifted. It was as if someone had taken a wilted, exhausted flower and poured life-giving water over its roots. His blind eyes seemed to sparkle with a new fire that didn’t rely on sight—pure eagerness.
Eloise watched this transformation, and her heart squeezed. She hadn’t realized just how starved he was for this news until now.
“Yes,” she said, her voice gentle but steady. “It’s scheduled to take place in three days, and a specialist will come to the manor to perform the surgery. What do you think?”
What do you think? The question hung in the air like a beautiful melody. Jovan’s lips parted, and a moment passed before he could find his voice.
“The eyes are a match to my body?” He shook his head in disbelief, as though he were afraid any sudden movement would shatter this beautiful dream. “My parents have been searching for ages, but they never found anything. Did they really finally succeed?”
“Maybe fate feels that you’ve suffered enough,” Eloise said vaguely, hoping to steer the conversation away from dangerous details.
But Jovan was not a fool. Even in his enthusiasm, a thread of caution wove through his joy. Nothing in life was free—he knew that better than anyone.
“Can you tell me more about the donor? Is it a man or a woman? Is the donor a Hunt too?”
Eloise paused. Her mind raced. She hadn’t expected him to be so attentive to the donor’s identity. She hesitated, then crafted a quick, carefeful lie.
“Well... that...” she trailed off, buying precious seconds. Finally, she said, “It’s a poor female student. When she saw our advertisement, she submitted her check-up report, and we found her suitable.”
Her words were silk, but they hid thorns. If Jovan ever discovered that the donor was Renee—the very woman he risked his soul to protect—he would never agree to the surgery. He’d rather live in darkness forever than take her light.
“Oh, a poor female student...” Jovan’s expression softened, but not with suspicion—with empathy. He understood the ruthless cruelty of the world. There were many who were pushed to the edge, forced to sacrifice their bodies or organs just to survive. It broke his heart, but it also reminded him of his own debts.
“Pay her well if she really agrees to do it. In fact, I’m willing to be responsible for her and her family for the rest of their lives,” he declared, his tone carrying a principle he rarely bent. Jovan wasn’t a man naturally overflowing with generosity. But he had an unbreakable code: if someone showed him kindness, he would repay it tenfold, so that he would never owe anyone anything.
“Don’t worry, we'll get it done. Does that mean you’re willing to undergo the surgery?”
Eloise’s heart raced with relief. She hadn’t expected the conversation to go this smoothly. Her eyes were practically glowing with anticipation.
Jovan raised an eyebrow, as if the question were absurd. “Why not? I’m not a masochist, and who would want to be blind? If I regain my sight, I’ll have the confidence to go back and make her stay with me!”
The words were bold, determined—the voice of a man desperately in love, ready to crawl out of his private hell and reclaim the woman who owned his heart.
“Umm, the first thing you’ll do when you regain your sight is snatch Ms. Everheart back, right?” Eloise tried to keep her tone light, but there was a tremor beneath it.
“Of course!” Jovan said without hesitation. “I’ve become more certain of my feelings for her, and I don’t regret my decision. I won’t give up a chance to be with her.”
His voice carried a fierce, unyielding energy. It was almost painful to hear—because Eloise knew that he was making plans on quicksand.
“Well... hope everything will go well.” She tried to keep her tone calm, but her mind was spinning. How would he feel if he knew that the donor was Renee? He would definitely go mad. He would hate himself. He would regret having the surgery at all.
But Eloise had no choice. Neither did Jovan’s parents. They couldn’t bear to see Jovan wallowing in such low spirits anymore. Day after day, he sat in that manor, blind and powerless, consumed by the ruins of his own heart. They had to act.
Besides, there was a dark, uncomfortable logic to it all. Jovan’s sacrifices for Stefan had caused him so much suffering. Renee was, in a way, the reason he had lost his sight. So perhaps—just perhaps—this was an overdue repayment. Jovan could only make it up to Renee after he grew stronger. And he would grow stronger—he had to.
The conversation was about to end—or at least, Eloise hoped it would—when Jovan turned his head slightly, as if trying to pierce the darkness between them.
“Can you arrange for me to meet that female student before the surgery? I would like to thank her in person.”
The request hit Eloise like a sudden gust of ice-cold wind. Her fingers tightened around the fabric of her dress.
“Umm...” She hesitated, and the pause was thick enough to be cut with a knife.
Jovan’s instincts fired immediately. He might be blind, but he had spent months learning to read people through silence and breath alone.
“What’s wrong? Is it inconvenient?”
“No, it’s just that... Is it really necessary that you meet her?” Eloise scrambled for a graceful escape. But she worried that if she kept refusing, he would start asking even harder questions. Suspicion would bloom, and then the entire plan would unravel.
“Of course,” Jovan said earnestly. His voice softened with genuine respect and gratitude. “She’s going to bear the suffering I’ve been going through for the rest of her life if she gives her eyes to me. She’ll practically be giving me a new life, so of course I have to meet my benefactor.”
The room fell silent. Eloise opened her mouth, searching for words, but nothing came. She had lied to protect him. She had deceived him because she couldn’t bear to see him suffer anymore. But now, his noble intention to thank his donor was about to collide with the truth she was hiding.
And when that truth finally surfaced, there would be no escaping the storm.
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Oh, this chapter cuts deep, doesn’t it? There’s such a beautiful, painful irony in Jovan’s joy. He is so eager to see again, so determined to win Renee back—not knowing that the eyes he will gain belong to the very woman he loves. He wants to thank his benefactor, to bow with gratitude, to take care of them for life. But the person who would receive that gratitude is Renee—the woman he thinks walked away from him, the woman he fought so desperately to protect.
Eloise is caught in an impossible trap. She lies to protect Jovan, but lies always have a way of collapsing at the worst possible moment. And when Jovan realizes that he's about to take Renee’s sight as his own, it could destroy him more than blindness ever did.
This chapter is a ticking time bomb wrapped in a hopeful ribbon. The surgery is set for three days, and Jovan’s confidence is almost heartbreaking. He speaks of snatching Renee back as if it’s a certainty. Yet the very foundation of that confidence is built on a mountain of secrets.
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# Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
What a devastating and gripping build-up! I absolutely love how this chapter captures the glorious hope of recovery while slowly poisoning the well with dread. Jovan’s character shines here—he’s not just a wealthy, domineering man; he’s deeply principled and emotionally vulnerable. His insistence on meeting his donor, his desire to repay kindness, and his unshakable determination to fight for Renee make him extraordinarily complex. Eloise, likewise, is caught between loyalty and guilt, and you can feel her internal conflict in every awkward pause. The love and pain she feels for Jovan are almost tangible.
The atmosphere is masterful: a moment that should be entirely joyful is wrapped in irony and sadness. We, the readers, know the truth that Jovan doesn’t—and it makes every line of his passionate gratitude hurt so much more. I cannot wait to see how this heartbreaking entanglement unfolds.
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Rating: 4.9 / 5 Stars
# Next Chapter Prediction
Brace yourselves. Eloise is going to have to come up with a spectacular excuse to prevent Jovan from meeting the donor face-to-face. But knowing the cruel twists of fate in this story, nothing will go according to plan. There’s a strong possibility that Jovan, perhaps through a slip of the tongue or a stray detail, will begin to suspect something is off. And if he digs deep enough, he might stumble upon the shocking truth that the poor female student he so desperately wants to thank is none other than Renee. When that secret breaks, Jovan’s world will be torn apart all over again. Will he cancel the surgery to protect Renee? Or will Renee vanish even further before he has a chance to stop it? The next chapter promises emotional chaos, impossible choices, and a confrontation we are all dreading—and yet, we cannot look away.
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