# Chapter 137: The Abrupt Departure, the Buried Pain, and a Heart Wrapped in Denial
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 137 of "The Untouchable Ex Wife." This chapter takes us deep into the boardroom of H corporation and, more importantly, into the tangled hearts of Xavier, Leia, and Renee. There's tension, stolen passion, old wounds, and a dangerously quiet question hiding behind every glance. So sit back, get cozy, and let's go on this emotional ride together.
The conference room felt heavy — the kind of heaviness that settles on a table when the person in charge is about to say something everyone secretly fears but no one dares to challenge.
Xavier sat at the center of the long polished table, his posture relaxed, one hand casually resting beneath his chin, his eyes sharp as a blade. He had just dropped a bomb so powerful that the entire board seemed to forget how to breathe.
"Shirley doesn't deserve all our resources anymore," he said firmly, slicing through the silence. "We've given her more than she's earned. It's time to cut her loose."
"What?! Mr. Stuart, you agree to replacing Shirley? That's... unbelievable!" Ryan Wallace, the head of marketing, shot up from his seat, his face contorted in disbelief.
Xavier tilted his head, a cold smile curling on his lips. His voice was calm, dangerously calm. "Was I not clear, or do you have trouble understanding me, Mr. Wallace? Isn't it normal for us to replace someone who isn't performing well? Why are you so shocked?"
The temperature in the room dropped several degrees. Everyone felt the sharp edge beneath those silky words.
"No, of course not!" Ryan quickly lowered his head, desperate to compose himself. He mumbled, almost to himself, "I was just surprised, that's all. After all... you gave up everything to promote her. You even went back on your own principles to push her career forward!"
Xavier's expression remained perfectly calm, but his eyes narrowed ever so slightly. "Well, things change. We have to treat all our celebrities fairly regardless of their seniority and fame. We'll fire anyone who disobeys that rule."
The declaration hung in the air like a guillotine. The board members exchanged silent glances. Some were shocked. Others were quietly pleased. And all of them were wondering the same thing: Why has he really turned on Shirley now?
Just as the tension began to settle, the door opened softly. An assistant entered and leaned over to whisper something into Xavier's ear. Normally, in a meeting like this, Xavier would wave them away without a second thought. He would demand they wait until the discussion was finished. But this time, something shifted.
The moment the name "Leia" left the assistant's lips, Xavier's expression changed. It was like a storm had passed, replaced by a soft, unexpected sunrise. Without hesitation, he rose from his chair and clapped his hands loudly, making everyone jump.
"Alright, let's stop here. We can always continue tomorrow if there's anything else that needs discussing." He pushed his chair back and glanced at his watch. "It's about time for me to get off work."
In less than three seconds, the president of H Corp was gone, leaving a room full of board members staring at the door in stunned silence.
"Why did the president suddenly change his mind? Has he finally given up on Shirley?" whispered one of the directors.
Nobody had an answer. But something told them that Shirley's golden days with H Corp were swiftly coming to an end.
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Meanwhile, Xavier's heart was pounding like a drum as he rushed toward his office. When he finally pushed the door open, the sunlight streaming through the French windows caught the figure standing there, and his whole world seemed to brighten.
Leia.
She was waiting for him, standing gracefully against the warm light like a painting come to life. Xavier's previous composure melted completely. He crossed the room in a few eager steps and wrapped his arms around her from behind, burying his face in the crook of her neck. His lips brushed against her skin as he murmured, his voice thick with joy and affection, "My darling, you finally came to see me. You want to tell everyone about our relationship now, right?"
If anyone from the boardroom had seen this version of Xavier Stuart, they would have thought he'd been possessed. The same man who had just delivered a cold, ruthless corporate speech was now behaving like an eager puppy, refusing to let go of the woman in his arms.
It hadn't always been this way. When they first started dating, the power balance in their relationship was completely reversed. Leia had been the clingy one, the one who always reached for him, always hoped for more commitment. Xavier, in those early days, was perpetually uncommitted and vague. He never gave her the certainty she craved, never fully claimed her as his.
But now? The tables had turned dramatically. Xavier was the one who wanted to shout their love from the rooftops. He wanted to show her off, to let the world know that this woman belonged to him. He became the needy one, always stealing kisses, always pulling her close, always wanting more.
Leia, however, remained cautious. She gently pressed her hands against his chest, holding him back with a patient smile. "I'm not a celebrity, but your ex-girlfriend is," she explained, her voice calm and rational. "You don't know how horrible her fans are. If we expose our relationship now, I'll become the homewrecker that ruined your relationship with her. They'll give me a hard time, and my career has just begun. I don't want to risk it."
She wasn't exaggerating. For years, Xavier had doted on Shirley publicly. Every female celebrity or streamer who so much as flirted with him had been hunted down by Shirley's rabid fanbase. They sent death threats, smeared reputations, and publicly slaughtered anyone they saw as a threat to their idol's love story. If Leia were suddenly exposed as Xavier's new girlfriend, she would suffer an online social death far worse than any of her predecessors.
Besides, Leia had finally started to succeed on her own. She had built a small media company specializing in brand marketing. Her hard work was slowly paying off. Her reputation was everything now. If it were destroyed, she knew she would be doomed.
Xavier hugged her tighter and argued stubbornly, "So what? I can support you even if your career is ruined! You could come work here. I'll turn you into a star. You'll get a lot of fans by then, and they can fight for you. You don't have to be scared anymore."
Leia scoffed sweetly. "Do you want another case like Shirley? No, thank you. I can fend for myself."
"Heh, I do love your independence." Xavier's eyes sparkled with pride and affection for the woman in front of him. It was that fierce self-reliance, that refusal to be owned, that made her so irresistible to him. He lifted her chin gently, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Come here, love... Let me kiss you."
But to his confusion, Leia awkwardly turned her face away and gestured toward the far corner of the room. "Umm... Someone's here."
Xavier's head snapped around, and there stood Renee, frozen in the middle of the office like a deer caught in headlights. She had just returned from the washroom and had been unfortunate enough to witness their entire romantic display. To make things worse, she had nowhere to hide.
A hot wave of embarrassment washed over Renee, her cheeks burning bright red. Yet, beneath the awkwardness, she felt a genuine warmth in her heart. She had watched Xavier and Leia overcome so many obstacles over the years. They had stumbled, fought, separated, and then somehow found their way back to each other. Seeing them so happy, so clearly in love, made all the pain they'd endured feel worth it.
"Ugh, I saw nothing." Renee covered her face with both hands and instinctively turned away. "I can even leave if you guys want, so please... carry on."
Xavier scratched the back of his head, completely mortified. "Renee, you're here. Why didn't you say anything? I didn't realize..."
Leia, ever graceful, walked over and pulled Renee into the office with a warm smile. "It's alright. It's just Ren. There's no need to treat her like a guest."
Xavier coughed awkwardly, trying to regain some dignity. But when his eyes met Renee's, he noticed something else behind her smile — a quiet sadness she couldn't completely hide. His expression softened. "You're aware of Quinton's condition, right? You two came here to ask if I know any good plastic surgeons, didn't you?"
Leia nodded. "We want to help him treat his scar."
Xavier paused. His gaze darkened thoughtfully. "I know a lot of good plastic surgeons, but... are you sure he's willing?"
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The question hung in the air like an unspoken curse. Xavier had complicated feelings about Quinton. So many things had happened between their circle and Quinton's family. Quinton had done terrible things, yes — schemes that had caused unimaginable suffering. But time had changed Xavier's perspective. He'd seen more, learned more, and found a strange, grudging sympathy for the man who had been both villain and victim.
"I don't approve of many things Quinton did to make Stefan suffer," Xavier admitted quietly. "If you hadn't come along when you did, Renee, I might never have given you that plastic surgeon's contact."
Renee lowered her gaze. Thoughts of Stefan swirled in her heart — Stefan, who had once been her husband. Stefan, who was now blind and almost lost his life because of Quinton's choices. He had lost his memory too. Worse still, it was as if he had transferred every ounce of love he once had for Renee onto Seraphina. He looked at Seraphina with soft eyes, smiled at her freely, protected her with a devotion that left Renee drained.
"It's so painful for Ren," Leia said quietly to Xavier, her voice barely above a whisper. "I honestly don't know how she survived the past two weeks."
Renee blinked hard, refusing to let the tears spill. "It's all because of Quinton's cruelty. If not for his schemes, Stefan wouldn't have become blind and almost lost his life. Although Stefan lost his memory... he's healthy now. He can see again. His relationship with Seraphina is considered steady too, and she truly loves him. She's nice to him." She paused, each word tasting bitter. "That should be enough."
But it wasn't. Everyone in the room could feel the truth pulsing beneath those calm words. The heart remembers what the mind forgets.
Xavier sighed. "Don't be mad. I'm just saying that Quinton has done a lot of things that... I can't approve of."
Leia's expression hardened instantly. The warmth in her eyes cooled into a fierce blaze of protectiveness. She rose from her seat, her voice sharp and unyielding. "There's a reason why Quinton did all those things. If Stefan hadn't hurt Ren so much that year, Quinton wouldn't have been so merciless. It's karma — nobody's innocent!"
The words slammed into the room like a thunderclap. Renee turned toward her friend, eyes wide with surprise. Xavier fell silent, unable to find a rebuttal.
Because somewhere deep inside, he knew Leia was right. Quinton may have been cruel, but cruelty is often born from pain. And pain, as everyone in this story knew too well, turns ordinary people into monsters. Maybe all of them, in their own way, had a scar they were trying to heal — some visible on their skin, and some hidden so deep in their hearts that no surgeon, no matter how skilled, could ever reach.
The chapter closes with this unresolved tension: Quinton's fate, Stefan's stolen memories, Renee's unspoken agony, and the question of whether wounds made by love can ever be cured by medicine... or whether some pains are meant to be carried forever.
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# Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
This chapter was an emotional rollercoaster, beautifully balancing the seductive tension of Xavier and Leia's secret romance against the haunting melancholy of Renee's broken heart. Watching Xavier transform from a cold corporate lion into a lovesick man in a matter of seconds was both hilarious and heartwarming. I also loved the deeper philosophical undertone — the idea that forgiving someone else's cruelty often means acknowledging our own role in creating it. The revelation about Stefan transferring his love to Seraphina cuts deep, and I could feel Renee's quiet devastation through every word. This chapter didn't just move the plot forward; it opened up old wounds and made the reader love these characters even more fiercely.
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars
# Next Chapter Prediction
In the next chapter, Leia and Renee will likely decide to confront Quinton directly about the plastic surgery, only to discover that he has his own reason for refusing — perhaps a self-punishing guilt that goes deeper than his scar. Meanwhile, Xavier's decision to replace Shirley is bound to ignite a firestorm among her devoted fans, who may turn their fury toward Leia once they sense her influence over Xavier's decisions. And with Stefan's new life with Seraphina now firmly settled, Renee might finally have to face a heartbreaking truth: the man she loved is gone, and the one standing in his place belongs to someone else.
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