After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#66 “In that Case, I can Make an Exception.”

Alexander reclined on his sofa, the amber liquid in his glass catching the soft glow of the room’s dim lighting. As he took a sip of the whiskey, its warmth spread through him, calming his thoughts. Despite Sophia’s refusals earlier in the evening, he held onto a glimmer of hope. For him, the day had been filled with pleasant surprises, and he believed they had made progress.

The silence of his spacious home was broken by the soft clinking of the ice in his glass as he swirled the whiskey gently. He thought about Sophia, her laughter, and the moments they had shared at the carnival. With each passing second, his desire to get to know her better grew stronger.

After another contemplative sip, he reached for his phone and dialed his mother’s number. The call connected, and Caroline’s voice greeted him warmly.

“Hello dear. How are you?”

“I’m fine, but I have something to tell you,” he began.

“Is it related to Sophia and my birthday?” she asked excitedly. “Yes,” replied Alexander more gloomily, knowing what he was about to tell her.

Caroline, listened attentively as her son recounted the events of the evening, particularly the part where he had tried to invite Sophia to her birthday party.

“So, she declined, Alexander?” Caroline asked, concern evident in her voice.

Alexander replied, his tone tinged with disappointment. “She

can see that you’re genuinely interested in reconciling with her. I

widened with curiosity. “How?” Caroline’s voice was warm and reassuring. “I have a plan, Alexander. I’ve arranged for

how? You’ve never even

just say that I have a few tricks up my sleeve. You’ll

to press his mother for more details. He trusted her judgment and knew that she had a way of making things happen. If Caroline believed this was the right path to

sincerely. “I appreciate

softened with maternal affection. “Of course, Alexander. I only want what’s best for you, and if Sophia is the one you’ve chosen, then I’ll

Alexander ended the call with his mother. Sophia had declined his invitation for now, but with mother’s assistance, perhaps their paths would cross once

back on his comfortable sofa, savoring the taste of the whiskey on his lips. He was determined to make things right with Sophia this time, to prove that he wasn’t the person she

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table, startling her out of her reverie. She picked it up to see a message from Oliver, the talented violinist she

you received my invitation to the private concert and I hope

event was sponsored by Alexander’s family. The invitation was signed with the company’s logo, and Sophia tried to avoid them as much as possible.

reply: “Oliver, I’m very sorry, but I am not sure I want to attend.” Seconds later, her phone

Sophia,” he greeted her warmly. “I hope

sure I want to participate. My ex- husband will be there. I

hesitated for a moment before responding, “Well, Sophia, it’s not just any concert. And I am sure I have a good reason for

Maestro Paus will be performing at the concert? In