After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#40 “It’s Time to Deal with Someone.”

The sharp sound of the slap still reverberated in Sophia’s office. The charged air hung heavy between them, filled only with the rapid rhythm of their breaths. As the echo of their actions subsided, Sophia took a deep breath and decided to break the silence.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Her once-desirous gaze now transformed into one of fierce indignation as she stared at Alexander.

He stood there, his own internal chaos reflecting in his eyes. His mind raced to find an explanation for his impulsive act, for the kiss that had defied all reason. He was as bewildered by his own actions as Sophia was.

“It was stupid,” he muttered.

Sophia wanted to get him out of her sight immediately. She didn’t understand why she had let him kiss her, and it horrified her even more that she had kissed him back.

“Yes, it was. I think it’s time for you to go.” Her voice was firm. Alexander nodded. Neither of them could meet each other’s gaze as the weight of their shared impulsive act hung heavily in the air. He stubbornly avoided looking at her kiss-swollen lips. He was afraid he would do it again.

Alexander walked out of her office in silence, leaving Sophia alone with a whirlwind of emotions swirling inside her. Confusion, anger, and a strange sense of vulnerability clashed within her as she tried to make sense of what had just happened.

As he stepped outside, he opened the door to his car and settled into the driver’s seat. The engine roared to life, and he drove away, the tires rolling against the pavement. The world outside seemed blurred, matching the chaos in his mind.

He didn’t head back to the office. The weight of the situation was heavy on his shoulders, and he needed time alone to reflect. The car’s motion was a sort of therapy, a way to clear his thoughts, as he navigated the streets without a specific destination in mind.

He replayed the moment over and over, trying to understand why he had let himself act so impulsively. The taste

parked the car, and turned off the engine. Leaning back against the seat, he

how much time had passed, lost in his thoughts, when he realized that he needed to confront what had transpired. He had crossed a line, and there was no denying

her lips against his own felt

actions became clearer. He had let his guard

wasn’t just desire or attraction; it ran deeper. Her defiance and unapologetic nature had broken through the walls he had carefully built around himself. The idea of falling in love both

for Alexander. He knew that he couldn’t let the situation linger any longer, that he had to confront

the coldness in her gaze was hard to ignore. She barely acknowledged his presence, making it clear that things

he said softly, his voice tinged with

stopped in her tracks but didn’t turn to face him. Her demeanor was guarded, her walls

sorry,” he continued. “About yesterday, about my behavior. It was completely uncalled for, and I know I crossed a line. Please, let’s sit

to look

I think it’s best

her steps purposeful and determined. He wanted to grab her

them like a heavy cloud. He wasn’t the type to let issues fester; he believed in confronting problems head-on

the last. His usually focused mind was clouded with thoughts of their recent encounter, of Sophia’s distant demeanor.

her own concerns, couldn’t help but sense the shift in the air. Alexander’s aura was charged, his mood noticeably darker

need to talk. He glanced up from his

seat opposite him. “I can tell something’s bothering you.