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.

laughter. “I’ll admit she’s a bit clingy, though. Come on, let’s

His hand rested gently on her lower back, and she chose not to brush it away. Upon reaching Emily, Sophia shook her hand

for your help in this matter. It means a lot to

notice the shared look between Emily and Alexander. Sister, my ass, she thought bitterly.

I assure

Sophia, and says, “Mr. Stone, you still have several people to talk to. The mayor has

Johnson, I will have the paperwork drawn up tonight and send it to your office first thing in the morning. In the meantime, please

Emily disappear into the crowd. Emily hangs tightly onto Alexander’s arm,, and Alexander does not try

in particular, “might as well enjoy his party.” She moves toward a bar in the corner and takes a

intertwining with the vibrant chatter of the guests. Sophia

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

about a whiskey neat,” Sophia answers, her voice carrying a hint of resolution. She’s prepared to nurse

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

his late twenties takes the seat next to her. He is dressed impeccably and oozes

heart. “I’ll have what the lady is

the man leans closer, his eyes twinkling

responds, her voice filled with resignation. The effects of the whiskey have rendered her immune to the emotional currents

her intently, undeterred by her guarded demeanor. “So tell me, why would such an unbelievably gorgeous woman be sitting at a

to meet the man’s gaze, her voice alluring. “I don’t know; it could be because I’m going through a divorce that threatens

Sophia alone at the bar. Her words hang in

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