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 bit clingy, though. Come on,

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

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

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

is indeed a mutually beneficial relationship, I assure you,”

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

it to your office first thing in the morning. In the meantime,

hangs tightly onto Alexander’s arm,, and Alexander

well enjoy his party.”

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

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

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

measure and offers it with an authentic smile. Sophia takes a sip, feeling the warmth of the amber liquid cascade down her throat, momentarily soothing her inner turmoil. She nods in gratitude and turns to observe the partygoers in their gilded

the seat next to her.

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

closer, his eyes twinkling with intrigue. “Quite the party, huh?”

resignation. The effects of the whiskey have rendered her immune

why would such an unbelievably gorgeous woman be sitting at

don’t know; it could be because I’m going through a divorce that threatens to leave me in

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

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