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 find

Stone. I’ll

encounter with his secretary, Alexander’s phone

right?” His mother’s voice, warm

a beat. His mother had been abroad for a long time, and her sudden return without prior notice was unusual. “You’re back? That’s… unexpected. Is

him. “Yes, dear, everything is fine. Can’t a mother visit her son?” she asked with

had upended his life. Among them

deep breath, Alexander decided to broach the subject gently with his mother. “Mother, you know

interrupted him, her tone inviting.

a moment, then continued, “What do you

was a prolonged silence on the other end of the line, and Alexander could sense

best to discuss it in private.” Alexander nodded in acknowledgment of his mother’s response. “Yes, of course. Where are you

their marriage, he

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

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

mother, cherishing the moments spent there alongside his beloved grandparents

she made it her new abode. Yet, burdened by the weight of an arranged marriage against his will, Alexander had resisted returning to this place

since Alexander learned of it. While his mother was out shopping, Alexander requested the butler to guide

the villa. His footsteps echoed on the marble floors as

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