After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

10 “We Need Her, Emily”

Alexander looks at Sophia suspiciously, a hint of curiosity in his eyes as he considers her interest in his ex-wife.

However, before he can respond, Emily interjects, her voice laced with defensiveness, “How is this any of your business or concern, Ms. Johnson?”

Sophia, growing weary of Emily’s presence and eager to distance herself from Alexander, lets out an exasperated sigh and turns to leave. But Emily reaches out, lightly grabbing Sophia’s arm, and continues.

“Alexander’s ex-wife was a mistake from the start. She has cost him millions of dollars that she in no way deserves. The woman is trash. She is not even worth still having a conversation about.”

Sophia shrugs off Emily’s hand, her eyes narrowing as she locks gazes with Alexander. “Could you please call off your attack dog? You clearly have no intention of answering my question, and I have important work to attend to.” A smirk plays at the corners of her lips as she delivers her biting remark.

Emily gasps, her voice filled with indignation, but Alexander swiftly interrupts her. “There’s no need for name-calling, Sophia. And I did intend to provide you with an answer.”

“Forget it,” Sophia retorts dismissively, her frustration mounting. Alexander, attempting to maintain a semblance of composure, responds, “I fail to see why you’re getting so upset. I agree that Emily spoke out of turn, but….

voice escalating in volume, “To be honest, Mr. Stone,” she interjects, her tone dripping with sarcasm, “I couldn’t care

You seem to care quite a bit about my opinion,” Alexander retorts, irritation

her retort, but Alexander interrupts her firmly, “And I expect you to treat my friend, Ms. Williams, with more

But instead of responding, she

me,” Emily responds wistfully as she watches Sophia disappear down the hallway.” She’s

of words, before he quickly moves to chase after Sophia, determined to address the brewing conflict

she frantically presses the down button for the elevator. “Why are you so mad at me, Sophia? I really don’t understand,” Alexander pleads, his voice filled with confusion. Regaining her composure, Sophia turns to face

at you. As I stated before, I have no personal emotions toward you.

and our relationship is true. We were

You and she were having an affair,

man? Maybe you don’t know how to treat a woman as a woman.” Continuing to press the down button, Sophia retorts

does not work on me, so I suggest

lets out a disbelieving

leaning in closer while still holding her hand. Pleased with himself,

quickly pulls her hand away but remains close to him. She whispers, “I am beginning to

and open. Sophia steps into the elevator, her stilettos echoing in the confined space. She presses

are a client and nothing more to me. The moment this case is over, I promise you, I’ll never think of you again. So please, do not confuse my disinterest with playing

she delivers her final