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.

on the other end

heart skipped a beat. She leaned forward,

to keep Michael in the loop and encourage transparency,

you?” Alexander

replied snidely. Sophia shot Michael a

furiously, his frustration evident in the tight grip of his hand. He hated it when Michael hovered

I think the journalist I saw you with has something to do with the case,” Alexander

for her evident in his words. “I looked

Sophia was about to 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 the journalist’s dubious history and connections was

attention back to Michael. “We have to report it

think it’s about time we did,” Michael replied, nodding in

from Alexander and

a moment of silent determination before Sophia started the engine. Their destination was

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

of emotions and worries, her phone rang. Without bothering to check the caller ID, she answered with trembling

found Evelyn,” a voice on the other end

the news. “My God,” she said,

Sophia could hardly contain her elation. “I’ll be

dashed out the door. She knew she needed to get to Evelyn as soon as

phone calls to inform everyone about the good news. The sense of relief and joy she felt was shared by everyone who

weren’t allowed to see Evelyn yet, but they

journalist in the 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 were

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

even the influential Grimms family. Seeing these prominent figures assembled at a police station, united in solidarity, was

pressure, stood tall, her expression a blend

distinguished group, clearing their throats to get their attention. They knew that this was no ordinary case, and the revelations from the journalist’s confession were

gravity in his voice, one of the officers began to share the startling details that had emerged. Ladies and gentlemen, we’ve just concluded our interrogation with the journalist, and he has made

involvement in bribery, all orchestrated by a woman named Emily. Emily paid