# Chapter 685: The King’s Wife, the Rogue, and the Family That Heals
Hello everyone, it’s me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 685 of "The Untouchable Ex Wife." In this chapter, the tables have turned in the most deliciously playful way—Stefan lies there like a waiting consort, Renee pretends to be an innocent maiden, and the whole Hunt household is served a piping hot dish of domestic comedy... with a side of tomato brisket. So grab a snack, settle in, and let’s dive into this delightfully tender and mischievous chapter.
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The scene opens in a quiet bedroom, where Stefan Hunt—once the arrogant, commanding CEO who could freeze a room with a single glare—lies stretched out like a noble consort waiting for his queen to notice him. And the queen, of course, is Renee. She has lit a fire inside him so potent that it takes every ounce of his iron self-control to keep his hands to himself. He waits. Five minutes. Then ten. His patience erodes.
“Are you messing with me, my dear? Why aren’t you doing anything?”
The words hang in the air with a whining edge that would have shocked anyone who knew the old Stefan. He was practically sulking—a grown, fearsome man reduced to a petulant kitten because the woman he loved wasn’t giving him his due attention.
But Renee? She doesn’t crack. Not even a little.
She stirs, pretending to have been fast asleep, and her voice comes out in a fake, nasally, “just woke up” whine: “Huh? Who’s sleeping with me? How bold! You’re courting death!”
And then—*boom*—she lifts her leg and kicks Stefan clean off the bed.
Stefan lands on the floor with a thud, sitting there in disbelief. His hips ache. His dignity is shattered. He gapes up at the woman who just discarded him like last season’s fashion.
“Renee, you’ve got some nerve!” He huffs, gathering what little pride remains. His voice goes cold, though there’s almost a whimper underneath. “I might be your plaything, but I have dignity too. How can you humiliate me like this? You’re unbelievable!”
It’s an outrageous declaration from a man who willingly crawled into her bed, and Renee is having the time of her life.
“What are you talking about? What plaything? I don’t understand...” She stretches her arms above her head as if truly waking from a long nap, then looks at him with the most innocent, wide-eyed expression she can muster. “Stefan? Why are you in my room? Who let you in, you rogue? What are you talking about? I don’t understand at all!”
Of course, Stefan sees right through her. He knows she’s faking. He knows she remembers everything—the closeness, the heat, the promise whispered between breaths. And yet, he can’t help but smile. A helpless, exasperated, incredibly fond smile.
He runs a hand through his hair and shakes his head, then plays along with theatrical surrender: “Fine, fine. I’m a shameless rogue that snuck into a decent woman’s bedroom to be her plaything. But, master, you’re awake now, aren’t you? Let me take you downstairs for dinner then, okay?”
Ah, the dynamic between them. He calls her *master.* The once-proud Stefan Hunt. And the strangest thing? It fits.
Renee tilts her chin up, clearly enjoying her new role. “Fine, I’ve rested enough anyway. I’ll give you the honor of helping me put on my clothes.”
She reaches out her hand like an empress expecting her servant to attend to her every need. And Stefan, despite everything, rises to the occasion—literally and figuratively. He turns on the light, then carefully, reverently, helps her into a comfortable set of pajamas.
The moment is charged. His fingers brush her skin as he adjusts the fabric, and the air becomes thick with tension. She’s so close now that he can feel the warmth of her breath against his skin, and his heartbeat hammers in his chest like a wild drum. He is painfully aware of her presence: the softness of her body, the lingering scent of sleep on her, the way her eyes glimmer with playful defiance.
Once Renee is dressed, Stefan’s arm snakes around her waist. He leans in, his lips brushing her ear, and murmurs in a voice that vibrates with barely restrained desire: “You’re wicked, master, turning me on and then leaving me hanging like that. I know that you’re acting dumb, but it’s okay—I’ll get what I’m owed once we’ve both recovered.”
The sheer audacity of his words earns him a quick slap on the cheek. But Renee doesn’t slap him hard; it’s more of a coy, flirtatious tap.
“Scoundrel! Don’t you dare come into my room again!” she snaps, but her voice is laced with a teasing lilt that betrays her enjoyment.
This is a side of Renee that few ever see. She is usually strong, guarded, assertive—a woman who carries the world on her shoulders and cuts through enemies with cold precision. But with Stefan, she lets her armor slip. She laughs. She plays. She teases him like a schoolgirl with a crush. And it’s precisely this softness, this rare playfulness, that makes their relationship so intoxicating. It’s also the side of Renee that causes many outsiders, like Xavier, to mistakenly label her as a flirtatious woman—because they can’t comprehend that this vulnerable, whimsical version of her is reserved exclusively for the one man who earned it.
The two spend a few more minutes tangled in their lovey-dovey charade, stealing glances and whispering inside jokes, before they finally make their way downstairs together.
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Dinner at the Hunt residence is a heartwarming scene. In the dining room, Adie and Abby have already started eating. The table is set with Stefan’s homemade dishes, and the twins are absolutely glowing with happiness.
Abby is over the moon, her cheeks stuffed with food and her eyes crescent-shaped with joy. She’s eating her absolute favorite—brisket with rich, tangy tomato sauce—and this is already her *second* serving. When she spots her parents descending the stairs, she beams a grin so wide it nearly swallows her little face.
“Mommy, Daddy, you’re awake! Come and eat! The food Daddy made is really good, and this is already my second serving!”
Her joy is contagious. She looks like a tiny sunflower basking in the light of a family finally reunited.
Adie, ever the sharp-eyed critic, isn’t as easy to impress. He chews thoughtfully, sets down his utensils, and renders his verdict with the solemnity of a Michelin inspector.
“The food is a bit worse than a top chef’s cooking,” he says matter-of-factly. “The meat is a little dry, you didn’t manage to get rid of the fishy smell of the fish, and the pork chop isn’t well cooked... but, I’ve got to say, you’ve done a very good job—especially for someone who has never cooked. Well done.”
Both Renee and Stefan can’t help but laugh. Here is a little boy who speaks truth to power, critiquing a billionaire’s cooking with the brutal honesty only a child possesses, then offering a grudging compliment like a medal of honor.
Renee looks at her children—Abby glowing with innocent joy, Adie quietly practical and mature—and then she glances at Stefan, the man who, hours ago, was kicked off the bed like a scolded puppy. A swell of warmth fills her chest.
This is what healing looks like. This is what family means. It is not all passion and grand gestures. Sometimes, it’s silly games in the bedroom, playful arguments, and a meal shared with two adorable children who carry the best of both parents in their hearts.
Stefan and Renee exchange a quiet, knowing glance. Their journey has been fraught with pain, separation, and heartbreak. But moments like this—messy, humorous, tender—are the threads stitching it all back together.
It’s enough to make a reader sigh and smile.
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### Reader’s Impressions & Star Rating
Oh, this chapter was such a delight! After all the heavy drama and emotional turmoil in *The Untouchable Ex Wife*, it’s wonderfully refreshing to see Stefan and Renee simply enjoy each other. Stefan calling Renee "master," getting kicked out of bed, then playing the rogue with all the devotion of a lovesick fool—pure gold. Renee’s playful, coy side reveals a depth to her character that makes her even more lovable. And the twins? Absolutely precious. Adie’s brutal food critique and Abby’s tomato-brisket enthusiasm provided the perfect dose of family warmth. This chapter might not have advanced the plot in a dramatic way, but it deeply advanced the *heart* of the story. I’m completely charmed.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars
### Next Chapter Prediction
With the family bonding growing stronger, I predict that this cozy bubble of happiness will soon face a ripple from the outside world. Perhaps Xavier, who still holds his deluded impressions of Renee, will make another move to drive a wedge between her and Stefan. Or perhaps new information will surface about the forces that separated them, forcing Stefan and Renee to confront an old enemy while newly vulnerable because of their rekindled closeness. Either way, the peace won’t last forever—but at least they’ll face it together.
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