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.

believed he had successfully put Sophia at ease and joined in her laughter. “I’ll

Alexander to escort her down the hallway. His hand rested gently on her lower back, and she chose not to brush it away. Upon reaching Emily,

in this matter. It means a

ass, she thought

I assure

Stone, you still have several people

Alexander nods, “Ms. Johnson, I will have the paperwork drawn up tonight and send it to your

hangs tightly onto

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

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

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

definitely need something stronger. How about a whiskey neat,” Sophia answers, her voice carrying a hint of

sip, feeling the warmth of the amber

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

smile could melt any woman’s heart. “I’ll have what the lady is having,” he says, his voice

hand, the man leans closer, his eyes twinkling with intrigue. “Quite the party,

of the whiskey have rendered her immune to the emotional currents

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

don’t know; it could be because I’m going

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

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