# Chapter 673: The Sketch That Shook His Soul
Hello everyone, it’s me again! I hope you’re all doing wonderfully today. Let me tell you, this chapter is one of those quietly powerful moments in *The Untouchable Ex Wife* —so much tenderness, so much history, and one shocking discovery that changes everything in the final seconds. So settle in, because we’re about to open the door to a forgotten wooden workroom, and trust me, whatever steps out from the shadows will leave you breathless.
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With a teasing little laugh, Renee waved her hand and said, “Hahal I certainly won’t ask him to stay in the doghouse. Go and clean up the storeroom in the backyard—the room that used to be my father’s workroom. My father loved to make things there for my mother and for me whenever he was free. When the fire burned down this manor, that storeroom was the only room left. Stefan might get lucky if he stays there.”
There it was—that reluctant softness hidden behind her cold and distant tone. In the past, Renee had loved playing in that storeroom. It was a comfortable room with pleasant weather all year round. Warm in the winter, cool in the summer, and filled with her father’s gentle laughter and the scent of sawdust and love. Now, she couldn’t see it anymore, but the memories lived on in every beat of her heart.
Margaret nodded with a knowing smile. “Okay, I’ll go and clean it up for him now.”
As she made her way to the backyard, Margaret couldn’t help but marvel at the truth before her eyes: Renee still cared deeply for Stefan. Despite all the pain, despite the distance between them—whether they were a couple or not—their concern and consideration for each other ran much deeper than either of them was willing to admit.
When Margaret reached the backyard, she found Stefan standing in front of the doghouse, looking genuinely troubled. The little wooden structure only reached up to his waist, and anyone could see that squeezing into it would be a ridiculous, impossible task. He was studying it as if weighing whether he would really have to crawl inside.
Margaret couldn’t suppress her amusement. “Ms. Ren was just kidding, Mr. Hunt. Please come with me.”
But Stefan, ever stubborn, replied, “It’s okay—this doghouse is pretty large. I can fit in a two-meter bed.” He didn’t want to be a burden, and he especially didn’t want Margaret to think he was too good for whatever Renee offered him.
Margaret shook her head, a little charmed by his pride. “She was just joking. She asked me to take you to the small wooden house in front of us. You’ll find it very comfortable there. Plus, her father used to love making things there. If you stay there, you might even see some of the antiques he’s left behind...”
At that sentence, Stefan’s expression shifted. “Renee’s... father?” For some reason, those words stirred a strange curiosity inside him. He quickened his steps, as if the room itself was pulling him forward.
There it stood—a lovely wooden house of roughly sixty to seventy square meters. It had a study, a bedroom, and a washroom. For Stefan, it was still humble by his usual standards, but compared to the doghouse, it was a palace. More importantly, the moment he stepped inside, he felt something he hadn’t expected: a strange sense of peace. Sunlight crept in through the window, casting golden patterns over old books and weathered ornaments on a wooden desk. It painted a serene, almost timeless picture, as if the room still breathed with the soul of its creator.
Margaret’s voice turned soft with nostalgia. “Ms. Ren used to stay here with her father to watch him read, write, or create things. Even after so many years, this place hasn’t changed a bit. I’ll just clean it up and put on some new bedsheets and blankets. You can stay here.” She paused, looking around and sighing deeply. The room was spotless because she cleaned it every day, but she still felt sadness because the beloved old master was no longer there.
“Thank you.” Stefan nodded, his gaze sweeping over every corner with quiet wonder.
“Please rest for a while. I’ll clean it up,” Margaret said politely, taking Stefan’s luggage with her.
Left alone in this sacred little space, Stefan wandered over to the old wooden desk. His fingers brushed across the dusty spines of books, relics from a man he had never known but now felt an inexplicable connection to. He picked up one of the books and opened it carefully.
To his surprise, a loose sketch slipped out and fluttered to the floor.
Stefan bent down, picked it up, and his face instantly contorted into a deep frown. The moment his eyes landed on the drawing, his heart stopped.
“How...”
He stared at the sketch in utter shock, his hands trembling ever so slightly. The woman in the image was unmistakable. Her delicate features, her gentle eyes, the way she was posed—it was her.
It was Francine.
His own mother.
A question exploded inside his mind: How could a drawing of his mother be hidden inside Renee’s father’s old workroom? What kind of secret connected these two families? Was the past not what he believed it to be? And in that small wooden house that had somehow survived the flames years ago, Stefan suddenly realized he had just unearthed something far more dangerous than a forgotten memory.
He was standing on the edge of a truth that could tear everything apart.
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**Reader’s Impressions & Star Rating:**
Oh, my heart is racing right now! This chapter is beautifully crafted—the warmth in Renee’s small mercy, the tenderness in Margaret’s guidance, and the quiet nostalgia of the wooden house all build up so perfectly to that final gut-punch of a discovery. The atmosphere is filled with quiet love and lingering pain, and then that sketch flutters down and changes everything. The emotional depth and mystery are absolutely gripping. I loved every moment of this chapter.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.9 / 5 Stars
**Next Chapter Prediction:**
Stefan will undoubtedly confront Renee about the drawing of his mother, and her reaction might unravel a decades-old secret connecting both families. Meanwhile, the tension between them will grow even deeper, as neither realizes they may be tied together by a past far more intimate than fate itself. I predict shocking revelations and emotional turmoil are on the horizon!
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