After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#47″Can’t A Mother Visit Her Son?”

Alexander sat in his office, his frustration evident in the way he drummed his fingers on the polished mahogany desk. His secretary, Laura, sensing his dissatisfaction, hesitated at the doorway.

“Is there something I can assist you with, Mr. Stone?” she asked cautiously. Alexander’s brows furrowed deeply, and he replied tersely, “Yes, there is. Sit down.”

The secretary complied, her unease growing as she took a seat across from him. Alexander’s frustration had been palpable for a while, and she braced herself for what was to come.

“You’ve been failing to uncover important information,” Alexander began, his voice sharp with irritation. The secretary tried to maintain her composure, though she had no idea what he was referring to. “I apologize, Mr. Stone. Could you please specify which information you’re referring to?”

Alexander’s anger boiled over as he grabbed a stack of documents from his desk and tossed them in her direction. They scattered across the desk.

“See for yourself,” he said, his tone dripping with exasperation. Laura’s eyes widened as she read the name on the documents. “Sophia Johnson? But… but I thought…”

Alexander cut her off, his patience wearing thin. “You thought wrong. Sophia Johnson is my ex-wife, and I can’t believe you failed to uncover this crucial detail.”

Laura stammered in response, her face flushed with embarrassment. “I… I had no idea, Mr. Stone. I apologize for the oversight.”

miscommunication is unacceptable. I need you to

“Of course, Mr. Stone. I’ll investigate and ensure this

scrambled to gather the scattered documents. Shortly after the tense encounter with his secretary, Alexander’s phone rang,

everything all right?” His mother’s voice, warm and familiar, came through the line. “Alexander, I’ve

His mother had been abroad for a long time, and her sudden return without

sense of relief as his mother’s warm laughter washed over him. “Yes, dear,

Alexander replied. As they spoke, Alexander’s thoughts couldn’t help but drift to the recent revelations that had upended his life. Among them was

broach the subject gently with his mother. “Mother, you

mother interrupted him, her tone

a moment, then continued, “What do you think about the subject? We

silence on the other end of the line, and

in private.” Alexander nodded in

his mother was staying in the villa, where Sophia had once lived during their marriage, he felt a

see you,” he replied, his voice carrying a hint of determination. With that, their conversation came to an end, leaving the weight of unspoken words hanging in the air.

couldn’t help but feel the weight of memories pressing down on him. The grand villa stood as a testament to his

his

the weight of an arranged marriage against

alone during their marriage, a fact that had haunted him since Alexander learned of it. While his mother was out shopping, Alexander requested the butler to guide

the elegant halls and charming corners of the villa. His footsteps echoed on the marble floors

spent a lot of her time here, sir,” the butler said, indicating the lush garden with its blooming flowers. “And in the