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.

streetlight cast fleeting shadows on his face. He replayed the moment over and over, trying

seat, he closed his eyes and let out a deep

to confront what had transpired. He had crossed a line, and there was no denying it. He

replayed the encounter with Sophia in his mind, each moment dissected and examined. The touch of her lips against his own felt like an electric jolt, igniting

his guard down, allowed his feelings to

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 terrified and

situation linger any longer, that he had to confront the repercussions of his impulsive actions. As fate would have it, he coincidentally ran

as he saw her approaching, but the coldness in her gaze was hard to ignore. She barely acknowledged his presence, making it clear that things had

he said softly, his voice tinged with regret. “Can we

face him. Her demeanor was guarded, her walls firmly in place.

continued. “About yesterday, about my behavior. It was completely uncalled for, and I know I crossed a line. Please,

turned to look at

appreciate your apology,” she replied, her voice icy. “But I think it’s best if we leave it at that. I have work to

further as she brushed off his attempt to reach out. He watched as she walked away, her steps purposeful and determined. He wanted to

them like a heavy cloud. He wasn’t the type to let issues fester;

to his office, each step felt heavier than the last. His usually focused mind was clouded with thoughts of their recent encounter, of Sophia’s distant

concerns, couldn’t help but sense the shift in the air. Alexander’s aura was charged, his mood noticeably darker than usual. She knew him

scanning his stern expression. “Alexander, we need to talk. He glanced up from his paperwork, his gaze distant.

a moment before taking a seat opposite him. “I can tell something’s bothering you. Is