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

lower back, and she chose not to brush it away. Upon

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

but notice the shared look between Emily and Alexander. Sister, my ass, she thought bitterly. That woman is the reason why Alexander divorced

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

trying to pull him away from Sophia, and says, “Mr. Stone, you still have several people to talk to. The mayor has been asking

Johnson, I will have the paperwork drawn up tonight and send it to your office first thing in the

into the crowd. Emily hangs tightly onto Alexander’s arm,,

says to no one in particular, “might as well enjoy his party.”

pulsates through the venue, intertwining with the vibrant chatter of the guests. Sophia settles onto a barstool, her eyes

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

stronger. How about a whiskey neat,” Sophia answers, her voice carrying a hint of resolution. She’s prepared to nurse her wounded ego with as many whiskeys

sip, feeling the warmth of the amber liquid cascade down her throat, momentarily soothing her inner turmoil. She nods in gratitude and

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

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

eyes twinkling with intrigue. “Quite the

effects of the whiskey have rendered her immune to the emotional currents swirling

unbelievably gorgeous woman be sitting at a bar all

the man’s gaze, her voice alluring. “I don’t know; it could be because I’m going through

smile gracing his lips before he abruptly leaves Sophia alone at the bar. Her words hang in the

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