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.”

unacceptable. I need

nodded. “Of course, Mr. Stone. I’ll investigate

with his secretary, Alexander’s phone rang, and he

voice, warm and

for a long time, and her sudden return without prior notice

washed over him. “Yes, dear, everything

drift to the recent revelations that had upended his

breath, Alexander decided to broach the subject gently with his

mother interrupted him, her

hesitated for a moment, then continued, “What do you

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

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

in the villa, where Sophia had once lived during their marriage, he felt a sharp stab of regret and guilt. This grand place, now

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

grand villa stood as a testament to his grandfather’s legacy. Generations of his family had resided within

his younger 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,

marriage to Sophia that the villa found new life, as 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

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

of the villa. His footsteps echoed on the marble floors as they

indicating the lush garden with its blooming flowers. “And in