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.

joined in her laughter. “I’ll admit

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

It means a lot to me,

she thought bitterly. That woman is the reason why

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

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

paperwork drawn up tonight and send it to your office first

watches as Alexander and Emily disappear into the crowd. Emily hangs tightly onto

his party.” She moves toward

the guests. Sophia settles onto a barstool, her eyes scanning the room as she contemplates her next

bartender flirts, drawing a small smile

stronger. How about a whiskey neat,” Sophia answers, her voice carrying a hint

pours her a generous 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

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

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

leans closer, his eyes twinkling with intrigue. “Quite

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

by her guarded demeanor. “So tell me, why would such an unbelievably gorgeous woman be sitting at a bar all alone? It

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

gracing his lips before he abruptly leaves Sophia alone at

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