After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

Chapter 42

#42 “I Can’t Believe I Let Myself Trust You.”

In the brisk morning, Sophia received a message from her best friend, Evelyn, asking to meet for coffee. Despite her overflowing schedule, Sophia hadn’t seen Evelyn in a while and decided to make time for her.

Swiftly, Sophia got ready and left her apartment. The café was conveniently close, so she opted for a leisurely walk.

Upon entering the café, she glanced around but didn’t spot Evelyn. Sophia figured her friend was running late and decided to take a seat, patiently waiting.

As she settled into her chair, a man unexpectedly joined her table. Sophia furrowed her brow, ready to make a pointed remark, but then she recognized him. It was one of the journalists who had aggressively pursued her a few days ago.

Sophia had refused to engage with him then, and she had no intention of divulging any information now.

“My answer will remain the same as before: ‘No comment.’ Please go away; I’m waiting for someone,” Sophia stated firmly. The man wore a wicked smile but refused to budge from his seat.

“Ms. Johnson, I presume you’re waiting for Evelyn?” he retorted. Sophia felt something was amiss but remained composed. “That’s none of your business,” she replied curtly.

“Well, as a journalist, it’s my job to know everything about everyone. And I’ve learned some rather intriguing things about you.”

“I don’t care. Leave me alone.”

“You’re clearly not in the mood for games. Good, because I’ll be direct. I know you’re Alexander Stone’s ex-wife. Sophia remained silent, her expression one of disdain. While she had no desire for this information to go public, it wasn’t exactly a bombshell. She could handle it.

Sophia caught it and perused the documents. The evidence

one who exposed the irregularities in Williams’ business. Impressive work, I must say, but you’re a

assume you were hired by Barbara to deliver this news to me?” Sophia

trouble. While she didn’t precisely understand their animosity toward her,

here to inform you that unless you comply with my request,

trying

with

“Precisely.”

what, pray tell, do

want you to publicly admit that it was you who leaked the news about the Williams family, with the

the information, why

you face the consequences of your own actions. After all, it was you who spread the news, and you should be the one to rectify it. You should also experience the bitterness of

That’s not going to happen. I won’t let some intrusive reporter dictate my decisions. You stay out of my work, and I’ll

to leave, but the

ominously. He showed her a photo of her best friend, Evelyn, bound and blindfolded in the

through her. She needed to think quickly. “If you want to see your friend unharmed,” the journalist

shiver down her spine. But Sophia knew she had to stay calm and think rationally to

to comply with the journalist’s blackmail attempt. She gathered the evidence he had given her and made a firm decision to leave, her thoughts already

from her seat, her voice firm but laced with concern,

sinister grin, seemingly unfazed by her rejection. ” You’re making a

with unwavering resolve, “I don’t

the café door swung open, and Alexander walked in. His sharp eyes immediately caught sight of Sophia and the journalist at the table, their hushed

over him like a tidal wave as he picked up the papers. When he took a glimpse at the content, his heart sank. The information in these

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