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.”

took a deep breath. “This miscommunication is unacceptable. I need you to

“Of course, Mr. Stone. I’ll investigate and ensure this doesn’t happen

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

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

a long time, and her sudden return without prior notice

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

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

deep breath, Alexander decided to broach the subject gently

interrupted him, her

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

the other end of the line, and Alexander

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

staying in the villa, where Sophia had once lived during their marriage, he felt a sharp stab of regret and guilt. This grand place, now devoid of Sophia’s presence, served as a

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 answers. He decided to go to the villa

he couldn’t help 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 its walls,

days, Alexander would often visit the villa with his mother, cherishing the moments spent there alongside his beloved grandparents during the holidays. However, after their passing, the once vibrant

the weight of an arranged marriage against his will, Alexander had resisted returning to this place since the day they signed the marriage

where Sophia had once lived alone during their marriage, a fact that had haunted him since Alexander learned of it. While his mother was out shopping, Alexander requested the

elegant halls and charming corners of the villa. His footsteps echoed on the marble floors as they visited the gardens, the library, and the

lot of her time here, sir,” the butler said, indicating the lush garden