# Chapter 171: An Uninvited Storm and a Tender Wound
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 171 of "The Untouchable Ex Wife". In this chapter, we find our heroine standing once again at the doorstep of Xavier Stuart's world — a world of fury, pride, and baffling tenderness. What begins as an accidental encounter with a scolding storm inside that office turns into a moment so intimate, so disarming, that Leia finds herself teetering on the edge of everything she swore she would never feel again. So, settle in, dear listeners, and let's dive into this rollercoaster of emotions together.
Leia had barely reached the door of Xavier’s office when his angry roar shattered the hallway's uneasy quiet. His voice boomed through the walls like thunder, making her freeze mid-step. Inside, Xavier was tearing into his marketing department with ruthless precision. His words lashed out, cutting wildly, leaving no room for excuses. "Is your marketing department completely useless? How dare you sign on a novice with such poor skills? What makes them different from this trainee from Korshach? How competitive is this novice? I can easily find a better person. Get lost and reflect on your mistake!"
And then the door was flung open. A middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses stumbled out, a tower of documents in his trembling arms. The man, clearly crushed, awkwardly squatted down to gather the scattered papers that had slipped from his grasp. His face was a portrait of dejection and humiliation.
Leia, without a second thought, knelt down beside him. "Let me help you," she said softly, her hands moving quickly to gather the fallen files.
"Thank you so much." The man looked at her and shook his head bitterly. "If you're going to see Mr. Stuart now, I suggest you get work insurance immediately. I don't think you'll survive."
A small frown creased Leia's forehead. She couldn't help but arch an eyebrow, half-curious, half-amused. "Is he that horrible?"
"Go ahead if you think I'm lying. Bless you!" With those parting words, the man trudged away, leaving Leia alone at the threshold of a storm.
She took a breath, squared her shoulders, and stepped inside.
The room felt heavy with the residue of Xavier's anger. He stood behind his massive desk, his sharp features still twisted with irritation, but the moment he saw her, something shifted. His eyes widened, and for a fleeting second, he looked like a child caught misbehaving.
"I... I'm sorry." Xavier was stunned; his voice suddenly soft, almost sheepish, as if a completely different man had taken over. "My employees can handle being rebuked. They won't change if I don't scold them, so I have to do this."
Leia's jaw clenched. She stared at him, unmoved by the sudden apology. She could already feel the familiar heat rising in her chest — anger, resentment, and something painfully weak. "Is that really the reason? You're overly violent, so they don't dare to resist." Her hand drifted unconsciously to her forehead, where a swollen bruise was still fresh. Her fingers brushed the tender spot, and she gritted her teeth against the sting. "Did I wrong you? Why am I so unlucky whenever I meet you?"
Xavier's gaze softened. He moved closer, his earlier fury gone as if it had never existed. "Come here, let me take a look." He gently pulled her hand away from the wound. When he saw the slight scratch that marred her skin, a flash of pure guilt crossed his face. He carefully inspected it, then, to her utter shock, he blew at the wound softly. The warmth of his breath sent shivers cascading down her spine, and before she could even brace herself, he pressed a tender kiss to her forehead.
For a heartbeat, the entire world stopped.
"Wait. I have ointment and a plaster here. Let me tend to it." Xavier led her to the sofa and opened his drawer, pulling out a small medical kit. He moved with surprising gentleness, his normally mischievous demeanour replaced by something almost fragile. He cleaned the wound with care, his touch featherlight, as though she were made of glass. It was such a stark contrast to his usual frivolity that Leia almost forgot to breathe.
"Stop it. I'm not that weak. It'll heal soon..." Leia's voice trembled. She tried her best to maintain distance, physically straining to lean away. But that kiss on her forehead had already cracked the walls she had painstakingly built around her heart. She could feel the rapid drum of her heartbeat, the warm flush creeping into her cheeks, and worst of all, that dangerous flutter she refused to acknowledge.
Panic clawged at her. She shook her head roughly, as if she could fling those feelings away.
Damn it! Did he forget that we've broken up? He kissed me and is being so sweet... He really is a playboy and scumbag! He's probably like this with Shirley too. What a jerk!
Her thoughts spiralled, darkening with every heartbeat. The more she thought about his tenderness being something he shared casually with other women — especially Shirley — the angrier she became. She sat on the sofa, stewing in her own wounded pride, her hands clenched tightly in her lap. The gentleness he just showed her was nothing but a fleeting act. He is probably like this with everyone.
Just as Xavier approached, carrying the medical kit, Leia shot to her feet with a fire in her eyes — and in one clumsy, impulsive motion, she accidentally knocked her head hard against his chin.
"Ah!" Xavier howled in pain, clutching his jaw, completely uncaring of his usually polished image. His face contorted as he staggered back. The sudden impact had clearly stunned him.
"Hey, be quiet! People may think I did something bad to you." Leia winced slightly, rubbing her own head, a mixture of guilt and stubbornness playing on her face.
And in that moment, suspended between anger, sorrow, and an undeniable crack of affection, Xiao — Leia tried to shield herself from what was happening. She wanted to hate him. She wanted to protect her heart, but his tenderness had slipped past her defenses. Yet, she had to stand firm.
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### Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
Oh, what a tangled web this chapter weaves! I found myself holding my breath when Xavier gently kissed her forehead and tended her wound. It was so unexpectedly tender, raw, and full of unspoken regret. But of course, our fierce heroine couldn't let herself melt completely. Leia’s internal battle — the war between her bruised heart and the undeniable pull she feels for her ex-husband — was palpable. And that comical ending where she bumps his chin and he howls in pain? It broke the tension perfectly, giving us a much-needed laugh while showing that beneath all the cruelty, there is still this awkward, magnetic rhythm between them.
As a reader, I both love and hate Xavier right now. How can a man be so brutal to his employees, yet transform into this gentle, attentive caregiver in a heartbeat? And poor Leia, caught between self-preservation and a heart that refuses to forget. This chapter was emotionally rich, full of push-and-pull, and left me desperate for more.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars
### Next Chapter Prediction
What will happen after that accidental headbutt? Something tells me Xavier won't just let her leave without trying to explain himself — but will Leia give him a chance? Shirley’s shadow is sure to loom over them soon, and if she catches wind of Xavier's gentle care for Leia, she will not stay silent. Brace yourselves — a collision between Leia's guarded heart, Xavier's hidden sincerity, and Shirley’s scheming ways is on the horizon!
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