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.

tone tinged with disappointment. “She said she

you’re genuinely interested in reconciling

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

how? You’ve never even met

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

He trusted her judgment and knew that she had a way of making things happen. If Caroline believed this was the right

he said sincerely. “I

what’s best for you, and if Sophia is the one you’ve chosen,

of hope and determination, Alexander ended the call with his mother. Sophia had declined his invitation for now,

to make things right with Sophia this time, to prove that he wasn’t the person she had come to believe. It was a challenge he was willing to embrace, and he was ready to go to great lengths to win

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into her cozy apartment after a wonderful day at the county fair with Alexander. Despite her initial reluctance, the day had turned

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

read: “Sophia, I hope you received my invitation to

was signed with the company’s

attend.” Seconds later, her phone rang, and she answered to hear Oliver’s familiar voice

greeted her warmly. “I hope

replied with equal warmth. “I’m doing great, but I’m not sure I want

concert. And I am sure I have a good reason

in surprise.” Don’t tell me that Maestro Paus will be performing at the concert? In that case,