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.

folder in her direction. Sophia caught it and perused the documents. The evidence

business. Impressive work, I must say, but you’re a lawyer, not a

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

trouble. While she didn’t precisely understand their animosity toward her, it seemed to stem from Emily’s relentless desire to humiliate

that unless you comply with my request,

you trying

responded with an

“Precisely.”

what, pray tell, do

want you to publicly admit that it was you who leaked the

already have the information, why

After all, it was you who spread the news, and you should be

to happen. I won’t let some intrusive reporter dictate my decisions.

leave, but the

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

“If you want to see your friend unharmed,” the journalist warned, “I suggest you

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

the journalist’s blackmail attempt. She gathered the evidence he had

seat, her voice firm but laced with

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

shot back with unwavering resolve, “I don’t negotiate with

as Sophia was about to make her exit, the café door swung open, and Alexander walked in. His sharp eyes immediately caught sight of Sophia and the journalist at the table, their

a tidal wave as he picked up the papers. When he took a glimpse at the content, his heart sank. The information in these files could not be more clear that

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