# Chapter 195: The Idol Shines Bright
Hello everyone, it’s me again! How are you all doing? Today, I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 195 of "The Untouchable Ex Wife" — a chapter that takes us from the stormy battlefield of romance to the glittering doorstep of celebrity dreams. So grab a warm drink, settle in, and let’s dive into the story together.
The chapter opens with a rather sharp tension hanging in the air. Leia, with a frown on her face, says something that immediately borders on both confession and contradiction. "I can't say that either. What we have now should be extraordinary because we feel like killing each other."
Adam, the director sitting across from her, assumes she’s talking about her romance—probably some passionate, love-hate relationship that she and Xavier share. A bitter little smirk curls on his lips. He’s not interested in being anyone's confessor. He’s a practical man, after all. "Don't worry, Miss Oshorne. We're adults; I get it. I just want to ask if you're interested in the entertainment industry. Do you want to get popular?"
Leia repeats the word slowly, tasting it like she’s not sure if it’s poison or candy. "Popular?"
Adam nods, confidence oozing from every pore of his body. He paints her a dazzling picture. He’s talking about being a fixed guest on the show, and with her personality, he claims she would become a sensation in just one season.
And yet, buried beneath this offer are two personal motives. First, Adam genuinely wants to do Xavier a favor by helping Leia gain a foothold in the public’s heart. Second—and perhaps more selfishly—Adam himself is a man chasing his next high. He’s been a director for years, but he’s hit a creative bottleneck. What better way to climb to the next level of his career than by molding a fresh young star with his own hands? Leia could be his masterpiece.
Leia isn’t a naive girl who simply accepts shiny promises. She’s wary, and she’s been burned by the world enough to know nothing good comes free. Raising an eyebrow, she shoots him a playful smile. "What benefits will it bring me if I'm popular?"
Adam positively beams. To him, this is the perfect opening line. He starts rattling off benefits like a salesman with nothing to hide. Fame, money, loyal fans who would defend her under a tsunami of slander. And then, he drops the one card that he knows will hook many people: "What's more, you can meet your idols. Isn't that interesting?"
He sounds almost excited himself, his persuasive energy filling the space between them. And it works.
For a moment, Leia’s guarded demeanor cracks. Her eyes light up. It’s not the light of greed or ambition—it’s the warm glow of an old, buried fangirl heart. Years ago, before she got tangled up in Xavier’s dangerous, destructive orbit, she had been a pure, simple fan. She had dreamed, swooned, and adored from a safe, innocent distance. But then love had come and swallowed her whole, and she had stopped looking at the horizon because all her attention was trapped in one man.
Now, though—by her own choice—she has turned her back on that obsession. And in that void, those old fangirl instincts have rushed back like a long-awaited spring. Her heartbeat picks up, her cheeks faintly flush, and suddenly, “becoming popular” doesn’t sound so bad after all.
Adam, sharp-eyed as ever, glimpses the crack in her armor and pushes harder. He swears by his connections. “Of course! I have quite a lot of connections in the entertainment circle. I’ll invite your idol as a guest if you agree to be a fixed guest on this show. Tell me who you want to invite, and I’ll call him right away to invite him. Wouldn’t it be nice to be able to meet your idol?”
Leia’s defenses waver. Adam can literally smell her giving in. Sensing victory, he prompts her eagerly: Who is it? A member of a male team? A drama hero who suddenly became hot again?
Leia giggles shyly, a side of herself she barely shows anymore. "Both. Some of the idols I like are members of male teams or heroes in dramas. But there’s only one I truly admire..."
Her voice trails off, and then she looks up like a shy teenage girl, a dreamy, helpless smile on her face. She recounts the image of her idol—an elegant, handsome figure, someone who keeps a deadly low profile. He acted in a movie years ago, but when he’s not filming, he disappears. No variety shows. Very few interviews. Ultimately, she sighs, telling Adam that even if she revealed the name, it would be pointless, because no one could ever invite that man onto a show.
Adam, however, feels challenged. His pride ruffles. He’s not just any director. He’s made more money from variety shows in the last two years than his movies earned him. His connections go beyond Leia’s wildest imagination. “Don’t be so sure of that. You have to trust my connections. I’m a movie director, but shooting variety shows has made me more money for the past two years. The connections I have are beyond your imagination,” he declares with unshakable self-assurance.
Leia gives in. She rests her chin on her hands, looking dreamily at the future she’s only imagined behind locked doors. And then, with all the giddiness of a recovering fan who has finally found a reason to shine, she confesses: "Okay, I'll tell you... My idol is the aloof top actor with peerless talent and wit... Santiago Dalton!"
The name hangs in the air. Adam freezes for half a second, then hums, thoroughly impressed. He even gives her a thumbs up. "Oh, your idol is Santiago. Well, you have great taste. Honestly, he's one of the very few I admire in the entertainment circle. He's great but he keeps a very low profile, so it's usually hard to find him."
And just like that, the conversation tips. Leia may think this is nothing more than a casual chat about her celebrity crush, but Adam knows he has found her weak spot. He doesn’t even have to say yes to her conditions yet—because he now knows exactly which string to pull if he ever needs her cooperation.
But what he doesn’t know is that Leia Oshorne is no ordinary girl lost in a fantasy. She’s a woman who has survived love, betrayal, heartbreak, and rebirth. Her sudden interest in an idol might seem shallow to an outsider, but perhaps, just perhaps, this quiet confession represents something far more precious: the return of her own joyful self. The woman who stopped loving only one man is ready to look at the world again—and this time, she’s ready to be seen too.
Chapter 195 leaves us on a clever, teasing cliffhanger: Adam and Leia have struck a fragile, comedic connection, but what happens when Xavier learns of this? Will Adam’s little scheme to help Xavier backfire? And can Santiago Dalton, the mysterious, low-profile idol, truly be dragged into this chaotic world? Only time will tell.
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**Reader's Impressions & Star Rating:**
This chapter was such a delicious change of pace! After all the intense emotional storms and bitter confrontations, watching Leia transform into a blushing fangirl is pure, wholesome entertainment. I loved seeing her guarded mask slip just a little and her genuine happiness sneak through. Adam’s calculating nature adds a fantastic layer of subtle manipulation and dry humor, and the reveal of Santiago Dalton gives the story a fresh, new hook that makes me desperate for more. It feels like a light, breezy chapter, yet it quietly plants seeds for big future drama.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars
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**Next Chapter Prediction:**
I believe the next chapter will dive into Adam’s attempt to contact Santiago Dalton—and just when Leia dares to dream, Xavier will almost certainly catch wind of the plan. Jealousy may wake up inside him all over again, turning this innocent idol crush into another storm between the ex-spouses. Santiago might also surprise us by having a mysterious connection to Xavier or Leia’s past, bringing the story to a whole new level of entanglement.
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