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.

he had successfully put Sophia at ease and joined in her laughter. “I’ll admit she’s a

gently on her lower back, and she chose not to brush it away. Upon reaching Emily,

your help in this matter. It means a lot

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

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

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

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

watches as Alexander and Emily disappear into the crowd. Emily hangs tightly onto Alexander’s arm,, and

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

venue, intertwining with the vibrant chatter of the guests. Sophia settles onto a barstool,

like, lovely lady?” the bartender flirts, drawing

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 as

sip, feeling the warmth of the amber liquid cascade down her throat, momentarily soothing her inner turmoil.

twenties takes the seat

what the

hand, the man leans closer, his eyes

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

woman be sitting at a bar all alone? It just doesn’t seem right,” he whispers, his

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

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

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