# Chapter 631: The Call She Never Wanted —and the Warning She Couldn't Keep
Hello, wonderful readers! It's me again, your devoted narrator, and I'm so thrilled to be back with you. How have you been? I hope life is treating you kindly! Today, we're diving headfirst into another riveting chapter of **The Untouchable Ex Wife**, and I promise you, it's a scene brimming with tension, old feelings, guarded hearts, and a shadow of danger looming in the distance — Chapter 631.
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Eloise let out a long, weary sigh, the kind that carried the weight of unspoken struggles. She turned to Renee with those steady, knowing eyes and said, "By the way, I think you should take your phone back. You have a lot of missed calls. You can reply to them... or not. It's entirely up to you. And even after this — if you don't want to continue, you're always free to leave." There was no pressure in her voice, only the unflinching truth of a friend who cared more about Renee's willingness than about any plan gone right.
Eloise had thought long and hard about this. She knew, deep down, that Renee had to choose this path of her own free will. If Renee didn't truly want to go through with this whole charade, then Jovan — poor Jovan, whose very sight was at stake — would be the one to pay the price. Eloise shuddered at that dark thought. No. Renee's heart had to be in this. Otherwise, the world they were stepping into would swallow them all whole.
As for Renee? She gave a curt nod of understanding. Her fingers tightened around the thought of her friends and family — Margaret, Quinton, Leia. If she stayed silent for too long, they would grow suspicious, their worry spiraling into dangerous, uncontrolled action. She had to show them she was alive and safe. Only then, with everyone believing that all was well, could the larger plan proceed without interference.
So, with cautious resolve, Renee took her phone back from Eloise. The moment she powered it on, the device erupted. *Beep. Beep. Beep-beep-beep-beep.* A relentless symphony of missed calls and unread messages flooded the screen, each notification another reminder of the people left behind, waiting and worrying. Her eyes widened as she scrolled through the names: Margaret, Quinton, Leia — all of them had reached out. But there was one name above all others, a number that seemed to have nearly burned the screen with sheer repetition, and that name was... **Stefan**.
Just seeing his name made Renee's heart skip a beat — a traitorous, disobedient little pulse that she couldn't control no matter how many logical arguments her mind summoned. Then, as if the universe wanted to test her, the screen lit up. It was ringing. *He was calling right now.*
She hesitated, her thumb hovering over the screen for a breathless moment... and then, almost against her own judgement, she answered.
"Finally! I thought you were dead!" Stefan's voice exploded through the speaker, raw, fuming, and laced with so much bottled-up anger that it cracked around the edges. It was the roar of a man who had been driven insane by worry.
Renee flinched at the sheer volume, moving the phone a safe distance from her ear before answering in as frosty a tone as she could muster. "Why are you calling me? Are we even *that* close?"
A bitter chuckle came down the line. "No, we're not close," Stefan said, his voice dripping with smug, bitter sarcasm. "We're just friends who slept together once. That's all, right? You're absolutely right — I shouldn't be acting like some kind of busybody."
Oh, that man knew exactly how to irritate her.
"Clearly, you have nothing better to do," Renee snapped. Her cheeks were already flushing despite her best efforts. She hated how her body betrayed her. "Tell me the reason you called, or I'm hanging up right now."
"Wait!" Stefan hastily blurted out, and then his tone dropped, softened, and became desperate in a way he rarely allowed himself to be. "Where are you right now? Who are you with? Are you safe?"
All Renee's defensive walls shot up like iron curtains. "How is that any of your business? All you need to know is that I'm safe. If I weren't, do you honestly think I'd be here wasting time talking to you on the phone?"
She kept her voice light, controlled, as steady as still water — hoping to dissolve any lingering doubts in his mind. But Stefan Hunt was a thorny, naturally suspicious creature. Years of navigating conspiracies and scheming women had honed that caution into an instinct he trusted with his life.
"Really?" he said, his skepticism sharp as a blade. "No. I don't believe you... Not unless you have a video call with me. Right now."
"What?! Absolutely not! We're not even friends! What right do you have to check up on me?"
"I'm not checking up on you," Stefan said, and this time his voice was softer, vulnerable, almost pleading. "I'm *worried* about you. Just tell me where you are. Do you need my help? Any of it — just say the word."
For just one moment — a breath of silence — Renee almost felt her resolve crack. She could hear the raw urgency in his voice, the genuine fear that clawed at his composure. But she couldn't afford this. Not now. Not when every piece of the puzzle had to remain exactly where it was placed.
"Listen, I'll tell you one last time: I'm at my old friend's house. We're very close, and I'm living a perfectly good life. You don't need to concern yourself with me. If you have this much free time on your hands..." Her tone hardened ever so slightly. "...you'd be better off worrying about yourself."
Renee was ready to end the call right there — but then, unbidden, Adie's words from the other day floated back into her mind, soft and prophetic like a whisper from an unseen world. She couldn't shake them off. It was as if the knowledge coiled inside her, refusing to remain silent when someone she'd once cared for was walking blindfolded toward a cliff.
"What do you mean by that? Do you know something?" Stefan seized onto her words instantly, the hunter's instinct flaring to life. He knew her well enough to sense when she was holding something back.
"No, I don't know anything," Renee admitted, "but... I can tell you this from personal experience: the person closest to you — the one you trust most — is often the one who hurts you the most. Master Hunt, I've heard that you're a devoted and loyal man. You love Miss Seraphina with all your heart... but I've also heard that she might not be the person you believe her to be. You'd better watch your back."
Renee knew that's as much as she could say without eroding her own position. If Stefan's brain surgery went wrong, if everything crumbled around him, then it would be the tragic fruit of his own deliberate blindness. He would simply be reaping what he'd sown.
"Seraphina?" Stefan frowned deeply, his mind running through a thousand possibilities. "When did you meet her?"
"We haven't met," Renee replied coolly, careful to keep any hint of connection out of her voice. "It's just a reminder. Forget I said anything if you don't want to know." Her pride warned her she was getting too involved, too entangled in his affairs when she had enough battles of her own to fight. "Alright, I'm going to have tea with my friend now. Bye."
And with that, she ended the call before he could interject another word.
Renee exhaled a long, trembling breath, her heart pounding like a drum against her ribs. She set the phone down and covered her face with her hands for just a moment. She felt the heat of shame creep across her cheeks — at how quickly he'd managed to fluster her, at how trapped she felt inside her own feelings, at how she'd just handed him half a warning wrapped in riddles.
That man. Even leagues away from her, Stefan Hunt had a way of turning her world upside down.
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## Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
Oh, my heart! This chapter was an emotional tug-of-war between a guarded woman who wants to stay cold and a man whose worry keeps burning through every defense she erects. The phone call was electric with tension — you could almost feel the static charge through the page. Renee is trying so hard to push Stefan away, but there are lingering currents of care she can't entirely suppress. Her warning about Seraphina was incredibly intriguing — finally, someone has put a seed of doubt in Stefan's mind about the woman he's been loyal to. I hope he listens. I also loved the subtle, vulnerable cracks in Stefan's demeanor — underneath all that mockery and anger, that man is terrified of losing Renee for good. This chapter balanced sharp dialogue, bubbling romantic tension, and ominous foreshadowing stunningly well.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ **Rating: 4.7 / 5 Stars**
## Next Chapter Prediction
If Stefan truly is as cautious and clever as we know him to be, Renee's warning won't just fade into the background. He's bound to start digging beneath the surface of Seraphina's story — and when he does, the truth could unravel far more than he bargained for. Meanwhile, Renee seems trapped in a delicate game of her own, surrounded by enemies on all sides while trying to protect everyone she loves. I predict we'll see Stefan confronting Seraphina with his new suspicions soon, and Seraphina's reaction might reveal a deeply sinister side that she's been hiding all along. Danger is heading toward them all from every direction, and the next storm is just on the horizon!
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