After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#16 “This Really is A Peculiar Situation, Isn’t It?”

As Sophia stands in front of her apartment building, watching Alexander starting to walk into his, her heart jumps as he turns and looks directly at her. Frozen with whether or not to acknowledge him or ignore him, he decides for her.

“Sophia!” Alexander shouts, dodging cars like a player in his own version of Frogger to cross the busy street. When he finally reached her, Sophia couldn’t help but smile. “Mr. Stone, I had no idea we were neighbors,” she said, attempting a flirty laugh that came out more as an awkward chuckle.

“It would appear so,” Alexander replied, pulling out her green Gucci Marmont card case wallet from his suit pocket. “I believe this belongs to you. I found it at Bistro 45 last night. I was going to have it messengered over to you today, but this takes something off my to-do list.”

Alexander hands Sophia the wallet and turns to leave. Nervously, she places her hand on his shoulder, stopping him. Filled with anxiety, she musters the courage to ask, “Mr. Stone, I was hoping for just a quick moment of your time.”

Alexander turns and looks at her, his green eyes shining with a glint of gold in the morning sunshine. He nods, indicating for her to continue.

“Okay, well, um,” Sophia stammers, gathering her thoughts. “You are owed an apology. What my friend said was inexcusable, and I am so sorry. She didn’t mean any harm; she’s just… umm… feisty and protective. But honestly, on behalf of my best friend, I deeply apologize for her behavior.”

Taking a deep breath, Sophia raises her eyes to meet Alexander’s gaze. His face was impenetrable, and she anxiously awaited his response. Alexander locks eyes with her, and a gentle smile spreads across his tanned face.

he begins. “Just a few days ago, you treated me like I was the most despicable, vile person in

and

voice, Alexander continues, his smile unwavering. “This really is a

wallet in her hand, panic threatening to consume her. Maybe Mr. Mhyler hadn’t heeded her warning and had revealed her true identity to Alexander. “Look, I don’t

his voice laced with superiority. “Ah, yes, Steven Mhyler. I must admit, I’m rather impressed by your wide range of network connections. Mr. Mhyler is a very influential lawyer, and most people must make an appointment with him months in advance. I’m frankly surprised you were even able to meet with MY lawyer,” he emphasizes the possessive

had indeed disclosed her secret, this conversation would have taken a drastically different turn. But the relief quickly subsides as she notices the

is MY lawyer, and so he will do as I

“What was it that Michael Corleone said? ‘It’s

with Steven had angered

bridge the gap between

the upper hand, Sophia locks

personal, especially in this case, “she states firmly. “And I think you will agree, particularly when I begin to exploit some legal loopholes in the subsidiary

into his words. “What

on her lips. “Did we?”

demeanor, Sophia feels a surge of satisfaction. She turns to leave, but she swiftly moves back towards him. Close enough that he can catch a whiff of the light, alluring

The Godfather too.