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.”

“This miscommunication is unacceptable. I need you to find out why this

Stone. I’ll investigate and ensure this doesn’t

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

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

long time, and her sudden return without

his mother’s warm laughter washed over him. “Yes, dear, everything is fine. Can’t a mother visit her son?” she asked with affection in her

As they spoke, Alexander’s thoughts couldn’t help but drift to the recent revelations that had upended his life. Among them was the shocking discovery that his family had been involved in concealing

broach the subject gently with his mother. “Mother, you know I recently got

him, her tone inviting.

moment, then continued, “What do you think about the

end of the line, and Alexander could sense

it would be best to discuss it in private.” Alexander nodded in acknowledgment

once lived during their marriage, he felt a sharp stab of regret and guilt. This grand place,

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. Alexander couldn’t sit still with the weight of his emotions and the need for

but feel the weight of memories pressing down on him. The grand villa stood as a testament to his grandfather’s legacy. Generations of his family had resided within

with his mother, cherishing the moments spent there alongside his beloved grandparents during the holidays. However, after their

new abode. Yet, burdened by the weight of an arranged marriage against

during their marriage, a fact that had haunted him since Alexander learned of it. While his mother was out

corners of the villa. His footsteps echoed on the marble

here, sir,” the butler said, indicating the lush garden with its blooming flowers. “And in the