After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#18 “I Can Assure You She Meant No Harm.”

The maître d’ gracefully approached, trailed closely by Emily. He swiftly arranged the table adjacent to Sophia’s, meticulously placing the silverware and pulling out the chairs.

Reluctantly, Alexander moved towards the table, his eyes shooting daggers at Emily. Sophia let out a weary sigh, gathering her belongings and taking a seat at the new arrangement, while Benjamin settled in next to her, a mischievous grin still playing on his lips.

Once everyone was settled, Steven cleared his throat politely and smiled. ” I really feel we must apologize. I hope we’re not intruding on your date, Ms. Johnson.”

Sophia choked on her wine for a moment, then managed a smile. “Oh, no. Benjamin is my dear friend. We actually grew up together in Europe. You won’t find a kinder and more genuine person than Benjamin Thompson,” Sophia said, shooting a cold glance at Alexander.

“Thompson, Ben Thompson,” Alexander mused aloud.

“I’ve heard of your remarkable achievements across the pond. Impressive write-up about you in The Economist last month. You’re doing great things.”

Benjamin graciously acknowledged the compliment, a touch of humility in his voice. “Thank you, Alexander. I’ve also heard quite a lot about your work here at Stone Enterprises. Your reputation precedes you.”

between the three men. The tension in the air was palpable, each word and gesture laden with unspoken meaning. Ever the observer, Emily sensed the underlying unease and couldn’t resist injecting

a world-renowned business entrepreneur and a powerful lawyer. Quite the power duo,

smirk. Her voice carried a hint of teasing but also a pang of envy. Sophia’s ability to effortlessly

with a

boundaries of our friendship. Sophia and I share a deep bond that goes beyond even the deepest of romantic entanglements. We support and cherish each other as dear friends, and that is something

Benjamin with a probing gaze. “It seems there’s more

inwardly, feeling the weight of the anxiety of the lunch pressing against her chest. She locks eyes

things that go beyond the surface, Mr. Stone. Complexities that aren’t easily explained or understood. Benjamin and I have a bond forged through shared experiences, trust, and unwavering support. It’s a connection that transcends conventional labels. Something

Emily persisted, “there must be more to this than just good

She had grown weary of Emily’s persistent attempts to pry into

at this point, I would appreciate it if you could refrain from being such a busybody,

an innocent expression on her face, Emily quickly interjected, “Oh, Alex, I truly am just trying to help a fellow woman out. Honestly! You have

assessing the situation. He responded, “If Emily guarantees that she meant no harm,

filled with conviction, “Regardless of intentions, if Sophia feels that Emily is overstepping boundaries, then Emily needs

Sophia happy,” Alexander chimed in, a tinge of irritation lacing

forward, his eyes fixed on Alexander, and replied firmly, “Perhaps, Sophia is happy right where

with their own thoughts and emotions. The lunch continued, but thoughts, suspicions, and accusations were forming beneath the polished facade

rising, Sophia quickly turns to Benjamin. “I think I am finished, and I really do need to get back