After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#45 “He should be Mine!”

Kyle had shared more details about his colleague with Alexander. It turned out that the journalist who blackmailed Sophia had a notorious history of being involved in various scandals, making their situation even more precarious.

Alexander knew he had to call Sophia and inform her about what they had discovered regarding Evelyn’s kidnapping. The weight of the truth about Sophia being his ex-wife still lingered in his mind.

Everything that had transpired between them began to make sense: her initial coldness, her enigmatic remarks about him being a copy of her ex-husband, and the hidden layers of their interactions.

As he dialed Sophia’s number, Alexander couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions. Anger, confusion, and a of emotions. Anger, confusion, and a sense of missed opportunities gnawed at him. He wondered if he had been a better husband during their three-year marriage, would their lives have taken a different turn? He had genuine feelings for her, and he regretted not making more effort to meet her at least.

However, he also couldn’t ignore the anger he felt toward her for keeping such a significant secret from him.

Despite his reservations, he ultimately decided to do the right thing and help her with the information he had about Evelyn’s kidnapping.

His hands trembled slightly as he waited for Sophia to answer the call, hidden in his pants pockets. The seconds ticked by, and his anticipation grew.

*

Michael had stopped by Sophia’s office. The two had been debating their options for what felt like an eternity, but had reached an impasse, their frustration evident in the furrowed brows and weary eyes they exchanged.

Sophia slumped back in her creaky office chair, feeling a growing sense of despair creeping inside her. She rubbed her temples, trying to alleviate the pounding headache that had been haunting her all day. The weight of not knowing where their dear friend Evelyn was had taken a toll on her.

Just as Sophia was about to voice her frustration, her phone rang, jolting her from her thoughts. Her tired eyes widened with surprise as she saw Alexander’s name on the caller ID. After all that had happened, she hadn’t expected to hear from him.

Sophia hesitated for a moment, the uncertainty and exhaustion warring within her. She thought about picking it up. She then decided it was stupid to hide and picked up the phone.

“Hello,” Sophia said.

pregnant with anticipation, greeted her on the other end of

Alexander began directly. Sophia’s heart skipped a beat. She leaned forward, gripping the phone tightly.

to keep Michael in the loop and encourage

with you?” Alexander

brother,” Michael replied snidely. Sophia shot Michael a warning look, but

of the line, Alexander was clutching his phone furiously, his frustration evident in

has something to do with the case,” Alexander said, his voice grave. Sophia sighed. “Well, obviously,

her evident in his words. “I looked up who he is,

thank Alexander for his assistance, she realized that he had hung up on her. She glanced at the email notification on her computer screen and quickly opened it. The information about

Michael. “We

I think it’s about time we

search, including any information they had received from Alexander and their own investigative efforts.

before Sophia started the engine. Their destination

anxiously waited for updates on Evelyn’s condition and the circumstances surrounding her discovery. The minutes felt like hours

and worries, her phone rang. Without

Evelyn,” a voice on

the news. “My God,” she said, her voice quivering with relief. “Is she

Sophia could hardly contain

pounding, Sophia grabbed her bag and dashed out the door. She knew she needed to get to Evelyn

to her car, Sophia began making phone calls to inform everyone about the good news. The

than 10 minutes. They weren’t allowed

interrogation room, the police officers emerged, their faces displaying a mix of disbelief and astonishment. The journalist had just dropped a bombshell, confessing to a series of jaw-dropping crimes that

stepped into the well-lit lobby of the police station, their eyes widened with a mesmerized curiosity. What greeted them was a sight that defied their

together, in an almost surreal gathering, were the crème de la crème of the city’s social circles-names like Sophia, Michael, and even the influential Grimms family. Seeing these prominent figures assembled at a police station, united in solidarity, was nothing short

epitome of grace under pressure, stood tall, her expression a blend of determination and

throats to get their attention. They knew that this

details that had

“The journalist confessed to spreading false news about Sophia’s involvement in bribery, all orchestrated by a woman named Emily. Emily paid him to tarnish Sophia’s reputation and gather