After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#48 “I Want Sophia Here With You for My Birthday.”

Alexander made his way to the front door to meet his mother, where she had left a huge pile of shopping bags and packages. He couldn’t help but chuckle, a familiar sight to him.

“Let me help you,” he offered with a warm laugh. Alexander’s mother, Caroline Stone, appeared before him as elegant as ever. Her blonde hair was neatly pulled back into a bun, with a few stray strands framing her face casually. She had always been a strikingly beautiful woman, and her radiance hadn’t diminished with time.

Her dark green eyes, so similar to Alexander’s, gazed at him warmly from the front door. She patted her white coat and approached him, opening her arms for a hug,

“You know I can’t resist when I step into a store,” she admitted with a playful smile. Alexander smiled. “Yes, I can see that. It’s why I work so hard to keep up financially with your impulse buys.”

She playfully furrowed her brows and tapped his nose. “We need to talk, Alexander,” she said with a seriousness that made him pause.

“Sure, do you want to sit in the garden? “Alexander offered, picking up her purchases and putting them back in the house.

“I love this garden, Sophia has done wonders with it,” Caroline commented, walking out the large French window.

Alexander was silent. Every mention of his ex-wife stung him. He hated that feeling in his stomach, knowing it was his fault that they didn’t get along. The two sat at a table in the garden lit by the sun’s rays. Charles brought them cups of coffee and biscuits.

He left without troubling them further, and as soon as Alexander’s mother was sure they were left alone, she decided to go directly to the topic.

“I want you to know that I am extremely disappointed by the news of your divorce,” she said, her tone heavy with concern.

understand, but…” Alexander began, trying to

him firmly. Alexander nodded in agreement, allowing his

well that I have a history too. After all, Michael wouldn’t

inquired, curious about where the conversation was

other

clarification, “That’s not the case here. Neither Sophia nor I are in love

pressed. “The fault is entirely mine. The truth is, I didn’t

furrowed her brows as she took a sip of her coffee. “She didn’t

three years,” Alexander replied,

work at the time and didn’t care, except that it was an arranged marriage. I saw no need to waste my

indignantly, “Wasting your time?

I had my own discontent with this arrangement. So when I was forced to marry Sophia, I believe I was intentionally disregarding her and this

Your grandfather carefully arranged this marriage. We thought highly of Sophia’s family, and there was a

it was important. I was foolish,” Alexander admitted again. ” But at the same time, I was also unaware of any necessity for our family to

ever met. She’s intelligent, kind, and was willing to put her career on hold to start a family with you and support you. Don’t let your foolishness ruin it all,”

orchestrated by your grandfather. I have only heard whispers and don’t know the exact

in her voice. He decided not to delve into the truth behind it for

The problem is, we met too late, and she now despises me. And I…” Alexander paused, his voice

what?” Caroline prodded

I took her for

heard her son’s confession. “Oh, Alex, my dear boy. I never interfered in your relationships or your work. I stepped back to allow you to make your

curious about her sudden involvement. “Because I believe it’s a colossal mistake, and I know that you and Sophia should be together. I came to help you

his voice filled with resignation.