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?”

unsettling news report. The fact that she was tangled up in such a mess was hard

her mood sour and her patience thin. She wasn’t in the mood for Alexander’s charm or banter. All she

sharply to Alexander’s offer. He persisted, “It would be quicker if I gave you

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

reluctant thank-you, she stared out of the window, lost in her thoughts. Alexander picked up on

inquired softly, his voice carrying a detached tone. “Something like that,” Sophia replied vaguely, her

wind of the news,”

for staying informed,” she retorted, her

“Well,

dissect the situation, her phone rang, its screen

the allegations about the sex-power deal involving your client’s secretary?” The journalist’s voice dripped with accusation. Sophia’s lips tightened. “I have built

voice cold as ice.

tone, he ended the call, his gaze locked on hers. “Don’t let them

phone back into her bag, stealing a glance at Alexander. In the sunlight, his emerald green eyes

his offer of a ride, Sophia can’t ignore the fact that he had been unusually kind to her

day,” she admitted. “Mr. Thompson has always been a disruptive presence

her outward composure. Her client’s attempt to shift blame onto her was a familiar tactic from

her name, as she had done countless times before. As Alexander

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 overwhelming situation, Sophia’s calm façade remained

her with surprise, impressed by her ability to navigate

amidst the chaos, she was acutely aware of the need for a strategic approach. Her mind was a well-organized battlefield, each thought carefully considered as she calculated

initiate an investigation to prove her innocence and

that. Barbara is Emily’s mother, she will certainly help to resolve the situation.”