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 admit she’s a bit clingy, though. Come on,

Alexander to escort her down the hallway. His hand rested gently on her lower back, and she chose not

Ms. Johnson, for your help in this matter. It

my ass, she thought bitterly. That woman

relationship, I assure

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

tonight and send it

Emily hangs tightly onto Alexander’s arm,,

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

vibrant chatter of the guests. Sophia settles onto a

the bartender flirts, drawing

answers, her voice carrying a hint

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

takes the seat next to her. He is dressed impeccably

any woman’s heart. “I’ll have what the lady is

in hand, the man leans closer, his eyes twinkling with

the whiskey have rendered her immune to the

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

could be because

abruptly leaves Sophia alone at the bar. Her words hang

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