# Chapter 293: A Fateful Red Ball and an Unwanted Kiss
Hello everyone, it’s me again! How are you all doing? Today, I’m thrilled to continue walking with you through the pages of *The Untouchable Ex Wife* to review Chapter 293. Grab your favorite drink and settle in, because this chapter is packed with fiery tension, forced proximity, dramatic games, and a kiss that nobody saw coming!
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Anyone who has ever tried to avoid someone knows that feeling when the universe seems to conspire against you. And no one knows that feeling better than Leia in this very moment. Her heart had barely finished groaning when she looked down at the red ball in her hand and realized the terrible truth — Xavier had picked red too.
“Damn, enemies really are destined to meet!” she sighed, her frustration sharp enough to slice the air.
Leia had done everything she could to stay away from that insufferable man. She had held her tongue, turned the other cheek, and prayed for distance. Yet here they were again, thrown together like two storm clouds that couldn’t help but collide. It was painful. It was maddening. And worst of all? She knew this was completely random. As much as she wanted to accuse Xavier of rigging the game, she couldn’t. The results were honestly drawn, and throwing a tantrum now would only make her look childish on a live broadcast.
So she swallowed her pride, fumed quietly, and resolved to bear the torture. But Xavier, of course, was absolutely delighted.
His lips curled into a victorious smile as he tapped his red ball against hers. The tiny *click* sounded like a declaration of war — or perhaps an announcement of fate. He looked at her as if he had just won the greatest prize of all.
“Well, fate has spoken! You can’t say no. Hello, my boat partner.”
Leia’s glare could have melted steel. “Watch it, or I might just kick you off the boat when we’re in the middle of the sea.”
Did that threaten Xavier? Absolutely not. If anything, her icy words only seemed to amuse him more. He straightened his shoulders and flashed an arrogantly confident grin. “It’s okay. I can catch up to you even if you do. You may not know it, but I was once the champion of freestyle swimming.”
Champion swimmer. Wealthy heir. Persistently shameless ex-husband — clearly, he had a résumé full of unnecessary skills. But this wasn't about swimming or winning a silly game. Xavier made no secret of the truth: he believed in the law of the jungle, and he would do anything to win. And right now, the prize he wanted above all was Leia’s heart. Even if it meant swallowing his pride. Even if it meant being rejected a hundred times. Even if it meant chasing her across the open sea in front of thousands of viewers. He was willing to be bold and relentless because she mattered more to him than his dignity.
Standing nearby, Santiago watched the two of them with a knowing smile. At first glance, he seemed calm and amused. But there was a subtle edge to his words when he commented, “Fate or not, compatibility is what matters most. It’s just a one-hour ride anyway.”
Then his gaze softened when it landed on Leia. “Just hold on for a while. I’ll be waiting for you on the shore.”
Leia’s heart melted like butter under the warm sun. This was exactly what she needed after dealing with Xavier’s unbearable antics. So she wiped the corner of her eyes dramatically, pretending to be a damsel being captured by fierce pirates, and waved her white handkerchief with theatrical exaggeration. Her voice carried across the shore, playful and full of affection.
“Okay, Mr. Dalton. My heart is with you even if I’m on another boat. Please wait for me!”
If her words could take physical form, they would have pierced Xavier through the chest. But he didn't flinch. Instead, he snorted and shoved his hands deep into his pockets.
“Ugh, stop being a hypocrite! It’s all fake!”
Leia swiveled toward him sharply, her nose high in the air, and shot back, “You know nothing. It’s for the show. Hmph!”
Turning on her heel, she brushed past Xavier and gracefully stepped onto the boat, chin raised like a queen. Xavier, never one to let her have the last word without a fight, followed closely behind her. Before she could even settle into a seat, she felt his hands land firmly on her shoulders. His touch was light, but protective.
“Be careful, my dear,” he said sweetly, his voice dripping with false sincerity. “I’d be heartbroken if you fell and hurt yourself.”
Leia clenched her jaw so hard she thought her teeth might crack. “Stop pretending.”
Xavier simply shrugged, a lazy smirk curling on his lips. With perfect timing, he whispered, “It’s for the show.”
Oh, infuriating! Leia wanted to scream.
The truth was, the cameras were rolling. Every word, every glance, every tiny gesture between them was being broadcast to audiences everywhere. And knowing this made Leia even more nervous. She leaned in close to Xavier, keeping her voice low as the crew prepared to start the boat.
“Behave yourself. This is a live show, so don’t humiliate yourself in front of the whole world.”
But Xavier had never been good at following rules. He looked at her beautiful, troubled face with eyes full of affection, and pretended to be deeply puzzled. “I don’t understand. What exactly can’t I do?”
Leia rolled her eyes so hard she nearly saw her own brain. “Isn’t it obvious? Do I need to spell it out for you?”
A dangerous gleam entered Xavier’s eyes. His smile softened into something close to tenderness — and mischief. He lowered his voice until it was barely a murmur, a velvet whisper meant only for her ears.
“You mean something like... kissing you?”
Leia’s breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening with alarm. But before she could push him away or remind him that they were on live television, Xavier leaned down and pressed his lips against hers.
The world stopped.
The waves seemed to hold their breath. Even the wind hushed around them. And in that moment, under the blazing spotlight of a live broadcast and the watchful eyes of millions, Xavier kissed Leia.
Was it a game? Was it an act for the show? Or was it something much deeper — a heart desperately trying to say what words couldn’t? Chapter 293 leaves us spinning in the aftermath of that kiss, with Leia’s shock echoing in our ears and Xavier’s boldness burning like a wildfire. What will she do now? What will Santiago think? And just how far is Xavier willing to go to win her back?
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**Reader’s Impressions & Star Rating:**
Oh my, that ending made my heart pound! This chapter is absolutely electrifying, balancing humor, romance, and emotional tension beautifully. I love watching Leia and Xavier’s verbal sparring — their chemistry is undeniable even when Leia wants to strangle him. Xavier’s shamelessness is honestly charming in a weird way, and his “champion swimmer” boast made me laugh. Meanwhile, sweet Santiago waiting on the shore adds an emotional tug-of-war that makes everything more complicated and deliciously dramatic. The random red ball picking them as boat partners was a perfect twist of fate, and Xavier’s sudden kiss on live television was pure drama! I could feel Leia’s frustration boiling underneath every interaction. This chapter earns a strong rating from me.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars
**Next Chapter Prediction:**
I predict the next chapter will explode with chaotic fallout! Leia will likely push Xavier away and confront him angrily, but cameras will make it hard for her to react freely. Santiago won’t take this lying down either — he may step in protectively and stir up an even greater rivalry between the two men. As the boat adventure continues, Xavier will probably use their forced alone time to make shocking confessions, and Leia might find her heart wavering despite every logical reason to hate him.
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