After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

4 “I Must Decline, Mr. Stone.”

“I am telling you she is coming in today,” a man in a black striped suit whispers urgently as he briskly passes the reception desk at Johnson and Associates Law Firm.

“There is no way. She hasn’t been in for over three years. Why today?” the woman seated at the reception desk whispers.

Another woman, with an air of curiosity, approaches the desk and leans in, her voice hushed. “I heard she had a major something happen, which is why she is returning.”

“Well, I heard that major something is that she lost a lot of money in some sort of deal,” the man murmurs back, sharing the gossip.

At that precise moment, the sleek chrome doors of the elevator swish open, revealing Sophia Johnson stepping out with an air of confidence. Her face remains impassive and composed as she looks discerning at the employees gathered around the reception desk.

“Yes, I’m back,” she remarks, her words seeping with authority. The employees quickly disperse, sensing the power that emanates from her presence. Sophia strides purposefully towards the desk, her footsteps echoing through the room.

Sophia gives the receptionist a warm smile, her expression suggesting that the past three years had faded away like a distant memory. “I’m heading to my office,” she states, confident and resolute.

In her office, Sophia takes a moment to inhale deeply, allowing the familiarity of her surroundings to wash over her. Everything appears exactly as she left it. Settling into her plush leather chair, she powers up her computer, ready to restart her life.

an office assistant, announces as he opens the door, his voice filled with genuine joy but also with a hint of anxiety. “Welcome

exquisite West Elm sofa, a cherished heirloom

pleased to see him still working at her law firm. Sophia always

actually something,” Trevor begins, his tone becoming more serious. “We’ve been presented with a challenging case

I can solve,” Sophia interjects, a mischievous

The company’s chairman, who

She takes a deep breath, her mind racing with possibilities, and gazes at Trevor. “How grave is the

it’s cancer. Our investigation shows that he’s nearly lost his ability to speak,”

contract? If we can obtain it, we can compare the handwriting. Discrepancies would provide the evidence we need to prove the

before a familiar voice emanates from the speaker. “Sophia? Are you back? I must admit, I was surprised to see your name

you reviewed the briefing

quickly responds, his voice filled with uncertainty. “Honestly, Sophia, I’m at a loss on how to proceed. If

like to take a look at it. We can examine the

brilliant idea,

no means to retrieve it. The fact of the matter is that if

is indeed a problem. We cannot allow a larger

We need to act swiftly;

Trevor and Sophia’s attention. Both of them swiftly turn their heads to behold a tall and strikingly handsome