# Chapter 84: The Return of a Warrior – A Hug, a Fight, and a Mask of Shame
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 84 of "The Untouchable Ex Wife" — a chapter bursting with emotional reunions, jaw-dropping surprises, and a heartbreaking turn that nobody saw coming. So settle in, my dear readers, because this is one installment that will pull every single one of your heartstrings, and then snap them when you least expect it.
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Liam had wandered the world for what felt like a lifetime. He'd collected stories like treasures, surviving adventures so strange and perilous that he could spend an eternity retelling them and never run out of tales. He had trained hard—not just his body, but his heart, disciplining his emotions until he believed he could stand before this woman without trembling.
But the moment his eyes met hers, every ounce of that carefully built composure crumbled like a sandcastle in the tide. His heart hammered wildly, reckless and alive, betraying him completely.
"Hey, I showed you how much I missed you! And all I get is a 'long time no see'? Come on, dude!" Renee's voice was thick with tears, her emotions pouring over like an overflowing dam. She had so many things she wanted to tell him, so much to share. But Liam's guarded indifference struck her like a cold wind—unsettling, almost painful. After all, Liam was one of the few souls in this world who truly understood her. He was her kindred spirit, the one she could talk to from dusk till dawn without ever tiring.
But there was so much more behind his calm surface than she could see.
"Sorry, Boss. Leia told me everything that happened. I'm sorry I came so late. You must've suffered so much..." Liam's eyes reddened as he spoke, raw emotion bleeding through his quiet voice. He was thrilled to see her—genuinely, intensely thrilled. But guilt gnawed at his chest like a festering wound. He should've been there. Especially through her painful entanglement with Stefan. His heart ached as if her suffering were his own.
"I thought you'd be able to get your happy ever after with him once I left. Looks like I was just being... too idealistic." He let out a deep, heavy sigh. "I guess we just can't control everything that happens in life. Fate is as such."
There was wisdom in his voice now, a maturity that hadn't been there a year ago. His travels had broadened him, carved him into someone far more profound.
"Yeah, fate is as such. We are all prisoners to fate, and it is inevitable." Renee hugged him tighter, finding comfort in his words, feeling that rare, breathtaking sense of being truly understood. She knew Liam would always get it.
But not everyone was pleased by this tender reunion.
Quinton's expression darkened from the periphery. He approached the pair with a frown etched deep into his features, his hand landing on Liam's shoulder with barely concealed aggression. "Hey, this is my sister. Don't you think you've hugged her enough?"
Liam's face broke into a bright smile the moment he recognized the masked man. "Ah, Mr. Quinton, the infamous Night Demon! The one and only man who nearly murdered the head of the Hunt family! What an honor to meet you!"
"Ha, looks like you know how to talk sweet. It's a shame I never liked people who kiss *ss. Why don't you show me your true strength instead?" Quinton's grip tightened. "Come, fight with me."
Renee slapped her forehead in sheer exasperation. "Quinton, don't be like this. This is Liam's party, for crying out loud. Why are you asking for a fight out of nowhere?"
To her utter surprise, Liam simply smiled, open-minded and unbothered. "It's okay. Since he's your brother, Boss, that means he's my brother too. It's only fair to show him my strength."
And just like that, they were sparring in the center of the hall.
Leia, visibly worried, clutched Renee's arm. "Ren, nothing bad's going to happen, right? Why are they fighting all of a sudden?"
Renee waved it off with absolute confidence. "It won't. Don't worry. There's no way Liam can handle my brother. The fight will end within three moves."
And why wouldn't she be certain? Both Renee and Quinton carried the blood of the legendary General Maurice Everheart—martial prowess was woven into their DNA. Liam, the brainy guy who had never been much of a brawler? This should have been over in seconds.
But as minutes ticked past, Renee's jaw slowly dropped in sheer disbelief.
Liam dodged. He weaved. He countered.
His movements were no longer clumsy or hesitant. Quinton launched a vicious punch aimed at Liam's chin, and Liam twisted aside with fluid grace, dropping low into a sweeping kick that barely missed Quinton's legs. Quinton vaulted into the air, attempting to seize Liam's shoulder with crushing force, yet Liam's core strength held firm—unshaken as a mountain. He struck back instantly.
They were locked in a breathtaking stalemate.
The guests, who had initially watched with curiosity, now erupted into thunderous applause and cheers. "Great fight! Great fight!" They were witnessing what felt like a professional match—tense, agile, and absolutely riveting.
Renee's eyes were wide as dinner plates. "I can't believe it. I really can't... Did Liam secretly whale on his stats? How did he go from a noob to such a great fighter in such a short period of time?!"
Even Leia, who had remained calm throughout, tilted her chin up with a newfound sense of pride. "Tsk tsk tsk, looks like Liam wasn't bluffing at all. He did encounter a master. Good thing he didn't embarrass himself today!"
"A master?" Renee turned, visibly curious.
Leia nodded, and then she revealed a secret that would shake Renee to her core.
"He encountered these thugs in Cyndiago about eight months ago while traveling. They were an underground organization that intended to kidnap him as their prized possession. Maybe it was fate or luck, but Liam managed to destroy the organization and saved a bunch of young teens who had been kidnapped as well. So the leader of the thugs intended to kill him after that..."
"Really? Why did he never mention any of this to me?" Renee's voice cracked with a mixture of confusion and hurt.
"He didn't want you to worry, so he specifically told me not to tell you."
"What then?"
"I guess it's because good people get good karma. My brother saved that group of young teens, right? One of the young girl's godfathers is very powerful and has been looking for his missing goddaughter for a while. After he learned that my brother was in a difficult situation, he protected him all the way to the borders and taught him many skills. That's why he's so strong now."
Silence fell over Renee like a heavy blanket. Her chest tightened, emotions swirling in a painful storm. She had believed she was the only one suffering in this world, the sole soul trapped in the cruel grip of fate. But here, in this very moment, she realized Liam had endured his own battles, his own horrors—far away, hidden behind a cheerful facade. He had only ever shared good news, shielding her from his pain like a noble, foolish guardian. She never imagined that the boy she once knew had already faced the brutal cruelty of the world.
"Aah!"
Suddenly, shouts ripped through the crowd.
Renee spun around, her heart lurching. Quinton had landed a powerful kick on Liam—and in the chaos, his mask had been torn from his face.
Gasps echoed from every corner.
"Why is this man's face... so scary?"
"I heard that he's the Night Demon. He really does look scarier than the devil!"
The guests recoiled, their fear barely concealed behind their wagging tongues. Some voices hushed into scandalous whispers, while others instantly whipped out their phones, hungry to capture the horrifying spectacle on camera.
"Get lost! Get lost!" Quinton scrambled on his hands and knees, his fingers trembling violently as he clawed for his mask. Rage radiated from him in waves, hot and suffocating.
He had once been worshipped in his village for his looks, revered as a man of striking beauty. Now, people recoiled from his disfigured face as if he were a monster. His pride—that tall, towering ego—took a brutal hit. And every time he faced such horrified scrutiny, the wound reopened, bleeding fresh venom.
His resentment toward Stefan burned hotter than ever before—a fire that would never die.
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And there you have it, my dear listeners—a reunion that was supposed to be filled with nothing but joy, yet ended with a mask torn off and scars laid bare for the world to mock. What a whirlwind of emotions this chapter was!
**Reader's Impressions & Star Rating:** Oh, where do I even begin? This chapter was a masterclass in emotional whiplash. The joy of Liam's return warmed my heart, but the revelation of his hidden struggles honestly left me breathless. My heart broke for Quinton—beneath that terrifying exterior is a man drowning in bitterness and shame, and the image of him desperately scrambling for his mask will haunt me for a long time. The fight choreography was vivid and thrilling, and the pacing kept me completely hooked. This chapter isn't just about plot—it's about hidden scars, unspoken sacrifices, and the way we all suffer in silence to protect the ones we love.
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Rating: 4.9 / 5 Stars
**Next Chapter Prediction:** With Quinton's face now exposed to the entire party and his fury at Stefan reaching a boiling point, I predict the next chapter will show him making a reckless, vengeful move against Stefan—one that could ignite a war between families. Meanwhile, Renee is bound to confront Liam about why he hid his suffering from her, deepening their bond and possibly uncovering even more secrets. And with those horrified guests recording Quinton's exposed face, rumors are about to spread like wildfire—throwing the Hunt family drama into even more chaos. Buckle up, because the storm is far from over!
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