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?”

she had first seen the unsettling news report. The fact that she was tangled up in such a mess was hard for

sour and her patience thin. She wasn’t in the mood for Alexander’s charm or banter. All she wanted was to reach the office, have her coffee,

own,” she retorted sharply to Alexander’s offer. He persisted, “It would be quicker if I gave you a ride.

overruled her pride. She had barely slept the night before, and the idea of

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

detached tone. “Something

of the

given your penchant for staying informed,” she retorted, her response

not bothered by her tone. “Well, it’s

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

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

voice cold as

gaze locked on hers. “Don’t let

Sophia replied curtly, her eyes flashing with defiance. Exhaling heavily, Sophia tucked her phone back into her bag, stealing a glance at

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

shaping up to be an exceedingly long day,” she admitted. “Mr. Thompson has always been a disruptive

on the inside, Sophia maintained her outward composure. Her client’s attempt 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

had done countless times before. As Alexander parked the car at the office building,

him as they reached the entrance. Once inside her office, the chaos of ringing phones and bustling

impressed by her ability to navigate the storm with

a strategic approach. Her mind was a well-organized battlefield, each thought

an investigation to

Emily’s mother, she will certainly help to resolve the situation.” Alexander offers. “I’ll see what I can