After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

3 “The Quicker, The Better.”

“Mr. Stone, what can you tell us about your current situation with the Senator’s daughter?”

A reporter yelled at Alex the moment he stepped out of the courthouse; the blinding sunlight assaulted his dark green eyes. The scene before him was chaotic, with reporters swarming like a hive of bees. Flashing cameras momentarily blinded him, and microphones were thrust into his face, each reporter vying for his attention.

Amidst the frenzy, their questions bombarded him like a relentless onslaught. “Is there any truth to you marrying the daughter of a Senator?” one reporter demanded.

Another chimed in, “Can you finally reveal the name of your ex-wife?”

The questions grew more personal and invasive. “How long have you been having an affair?” and “What can you tell us about the divorce agreement?” echoed through the air.

Alexander’s patience began to wear thin as he pushed his way through the crowd. He remained silent as he was in no mood to answer any reporter’s questions, especially ones that were so clearly misinformed. Just as he broke through the barrage, a reporter’s voice boomed from the back, catching his attention.

“Ms. Johnson, Ms. Sophia Johnson, can we have a moment of your time?”

quickly redirected their attention from Alexander to the stunning blonde who emerged

gaze fixated on Sophia, standing amidst the chaos with an undeniable air of elegance. Her blonde hair bounced ever so slightly with each confident step she took toward the courthouse stairs.

reporters, and Alexander could have sworn he caught a fleeting glimpse of a smile gracing her lips. The sight of her composure amidst the pandemonium only intensified his curiosity, stirring an unexpected mixture of emotions

every deliberate step Sophia took, she moved effortlessly through the gathering, seemingly unperturbed by the relentless barrage of questions and camera flashes. Her composed demeanor conveyed neither aloofness

courthouse steps, her presence captivating their

a few steps away. The driver opened the door, and with a fluid motion, she glided into the vehicle. As the car prepared to pull away, Sophia lowered the window, offering one

smile. He smelled danger on her face, although she is undeniably stunning. Alexander, observing Sophia from a close distance, assessed her with interest. Her smile hinted at a depth of knowledge and resolve, intriguing him momentarily. It provided a brief respite in the midst of chaos, evoking a sense of

into the bustling city streets, Laura walked up beside Alexander, her gaze shifting from her phone to the disappearing vehicle.

trying unproductively to hide

again, having just confirmed Alexander’s next appointment. “That was Sophia Johnson,” she replied

does that name seem so familiar? The only Johnson I can think of

met Alex’s eyes with a

The one who recently passed

pulled up in front of the courthouse, replacing Sophia’s car. “That’s the one,” she affirmed, opening the

stopped at the door to the car, closed the door, and took a step closer to Laura. “Tell

the daughter of the late Judge Simon Johnson. She is a legendary lawyer in her own right. She has never lost a case as a corporate lawyer. She is also the founding partner of Johnson and Associates, which, as everyone in town knows, is a highly regarded law firm, considered one of the best, if not

Alexander murmured, processing the