After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#44 “Could It Be Possible that She’s… My Ex-wife?”

Alexander had canceled all his appointments for the day, choosing to drown his sorrows in whiskey as he grappled with the whirlwind of emotions that had consumed him.

He couldn’t help but reflect on how things had gone so wrong. Sophia had entered his life like a whirlwind, and he had genuinely grown fond of her-her beauty, intelligence, and stubbornness had all captivated him.

However, in tamid allure, he had failed to see the manipulations that lay beneath the surface.

He thought back to that passionate kiss they had shared, the one that had made him believe there was something more between them. The confusion of her actions-kissing him one moment and betraying him the next-left him feeling hurt and bewildered.

Just as he was lost in his thoughts, his phone rang, displaying Michael’s name on the screen. Initially, Alexander contemplated ignoring the call, but curiosity compelled him to answer.

“What do you want?” he grumbled. Michael replied smugly, “Wow, someone’s in a sour mood. I’m just calling to let you know, Alexander, that I’ve won.”

Alexander couldn’t muster much interest. “What did you win?”

Michael chuckled, clearly enjoying his moment of triumph. “Sophia, my friend. She called me for help in finding her kidnapped friend, Evelyn.”

The mention of Evelyn being kidnapped immediately snapped Alexander to attention. He didn’t know why he cared so much, but he couldn’t help but ask, “Evelyn’s been kidnapped?”

Michael’s response was filled with amusement. “You don’t even know? Apparently, she really doesn’t trust you.

endure Michael’s taunts any longer. He simply hung up the phone, leaving the conversation

taste in his mouth. It was a haunting reminder of

certain that she had been using both of them since day one to help her. The

of him, which didn’t make his pain any less. Shortly after Alexander’s tumultuous phone call with Michael, a knock echoed through his quiet and dimly lit study. Startled, he set aside his glass of whiskey and called

door creaked open, and Kyle, the persistent journalist who had been hot on Sophia’s trail, entered the room with an eager and slightly triumphant expression. He couldn’t contain his excitement as he held

believe what I’ve uncovered,” Kyle exclaimed, his

divulge the groundbreaking news, “I’ve been digging deep into Sophia’s background, and I’ve found something that

family? What

there’s a deep connection between Sophia and your family that goes beyond what we

sense of unease settled over him. “I’ve gathered evidence, Alexander.” Kyle started and towered over

are copies of the divorce papers, hidden away. I’ve also found records of name changes and her past connections. It all aligns, and it’s clear that she went to great

my family?” Alexander asked still confused. “How can I

knew what Kyle was implying. Alexander’s eyes darted between the documents, each one a piece of

a thick fog. Alexander finally found his voice,

on Alexander as

There’s no doubt about it.

He had shared intimate moments with Sophia, had felt a genuine connection, and now

the web of deception that had entangled them both. The revelation of her true identity,

the evidence you’ve gathered. I’m

said and handed him the documents. As

prodded him impatiently. With a deep breath, Kyle spoke his mind. “Don’t jump to conclusions, Alex. Your family hardly

“he retorted. Kyle leaned in, his tone earnest. “I think it wouldn’t hurt to

had his best interests at heart, and he couldn’t believe they would hide something so significant