After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

Chapter 7

7 “He’s Not Enough for You.”

“I’m sorry, what was that?” Alexander asked, visibly shifting so Emily’s head no longer rested on him.

Sophia took a deep breath, composing herself once more. Emotions had no place in her plans, and she reminded herself of the task at hand.

“Nothing,” Sophia replied calmly. “I think I’ll be heading home now.”

“Really?” Emily chimed in, her voice laced with fake concern. “The party is just getting started.”

“Umm, Emily,” Alexander interjected, “Why don’t you go back in? I’ll join you in just a moment.”

Emily glared at Alexander, clearly disgruntled, but obediently turned to leave. Sophia couldn’t help but watch as Alexander’s eyes followed Emily down the hallway.

Once Emily was out of earshot, Alexander turned his attention back to Sophia. “My family and Emily’s family have been close friends for many years. She’s very ambitious but naive. I brought her into my company after she graduated from the University of Chicago last year. It was a way to guide and protect her in this ruthless world.”

Sophia studied Alexander closely as he spoke. His explanation of their relationship might work on other women, but she knew better than to fall for his facade.

As Sophia glanced down the hallway and noticed Emily waiting and watching, she tried to stifle a giggle but failed.

Sophia at ease and joined in her laughter. “I’ll

allowed Alexander to escort her down the hallway. His hand rested gently on her lower back, and she chose

for your help in this matter. It means a lot to me, to both of

ass, she thought bitterly. That woman is the reason why

a mutually beneficial relationship, I assure you,” Sophia replied, regaining her

says, “Mr. Stone, you still have

and send it to your office

hangs tightly

well enjoy his

pulsates through the venue, intertwining with the vibrant chatter of the guests. Sophia settles onto a barstool, her eyes scanning the room as she contemplates

would you like, lovely lady?” the bartender flirts, drawing a

whiskey neat,” Sophia answers, her voice carrying a hint

with an authentic smile. Sophia takes a sip, feeling the warmth of the amber liquid cascade down her throat,

Sophia considers ordering another whiskey, a man in his late twenties takes the seat next to her. He is dressed

woman’s heart. “I’ll have what the lady is having,” he says, his voice dripping with

his eyes twinkling with

with resignation. The effects of the whiskey have

her intently, undeterred by her guarded demeanor. “So tell me, why would such an unbelievably gorgeous woman be sitting at a bar all alone? It just doesn’t seem right,” he whispers, his proximity sending a shiver

it could be because I’m going through a divorce that threatens to leave

blinks momentarily, a fleeting smile gracing his lips before he abruptly leaves Sophia alone at the bar. Her words hang

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