After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#33 “Don’t Let Them Rattle You.”

Alexander was sipping his coffee in the kitchen, contemplating which task to tackle for the day. As he passed through the living room, his attention was captured by the turned-on television. Sophia appeared on the screen, doing her best to evade the reporters.

As usual, her posture was straight, and she displayed no signs of concern. Reporters bombarded her with questions about an alleged attempt to bribe a lawyer. They accused her of underhanded actions against a neighboring company.

Apparently, the collaboration with Mr. Thompson was also not going well, Alexander thought. He increased the volume of the TV.

He had vowed not to involve himself with her again; he hoped their differences had been resolved on the stormy night when he had invited her to his home.

Despite everything, he found himself staring at the report, feeling a gnawing unease. He couldn’t believe that Sophia would resort to bribery; she was a reputable lawyer.

Deciding it was time to head to work, he grabbed his phone, took the elevator, and walked towards his car. He had chosen to drive himself today.

There was a magnificent Aston Martin DBS, and Alexander thought it would be foolish not to enjoy such a car on this sunny day. As soon as he exited his building’s garage, he spotted Sophia leaving her apartment complex.

A smile formed on his face. Could this day get any better, he wondered. He turned onto the street and rolled down his window. Sophia looked at him in surprise but greeted him politely.

“Well, well, if it isn’t the charming Sophia,” he remarked. Sophia rolled her eyes. “I should’ve known I’d run into you, Mr. Stone. It seems like your timing is always impeccable. One might assume you never drive your extravagant cars.’

Alexander extended his arm towards his sleek car. “Ms. Johnson, may I offer you a ride to the office?”

very morning when she had first seen the unsettling news report. The fact that she was tangled

She wasn’t in the mood for Alexander’s charm or banter. All she wanted was to reach the office, have her coffee, and start tackling the mess she found

Alexander’s offer. He persisted, “It would be quicker if I

so easily, but today, exhaustion overruled her pride. She had barely slept the night before, and the idea of getting to the office as soon as possible was

a reluctant thank-you, she stared out of the window, lost in her thoughts. Alexander picked up on her mood, unsurprised by her demeanor given the

his voice carrying a detached tone. “Something like that,” Sophia replied vaguely, her focus remaining on the passing

wind of the

she retorted, her

her tone. “Well, it’s no secret that scandal

his comment with a response, the silence hanging heavy between them. Before they could further dissect the situation, her phone rang, its screen displaying an unknown number. Instinctively, she answered the call,

the sex-power deal involving your client’s secretary?” The journalist’s voice dripped with accusation. Sophia’s lips tightened. “I have built my career on integrity. I won’t entertain unsubstantiated

voice cold as ice.

hers. “Don’t let them rattle

eyes flashing with defiance. Exhaling heavily, Sophia tucked her phone back into her bag, stealing a glance at Alexander. In the sunlight,

of a ride, Sophia can’t

“Mr. Thompson has always been a disruptive presence in the

to shift blame onto her was a familiar tactic from her past experiences, and while it ignited a wave of simmering anger within her, she was well-versed in handling such manipulative

resolute in her quest to clear her name, as she had done countless times before. As

mind, I have work to do,” she informed him as they reached the entrance. Once inside her office, the chaos of ringing phones and bustling colleagues welcomed her. Despite the

observed her with surprise, impressed by her ability to navigate

unfolded amidst the chaos, she was acutely aware of the need for a strategic approach. Her mind

an investigation to prove

mother, she will certainly help to