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.

replied, his tone tinged with disappointment. “She said

can see that you’re genuinely interested

Caroline’s voice was warm and reassuring. “I have a plan, Alexander.

deepened. “But how? You’ve never even met

of mischief in her voice. “Ah, my dear, let’s just say that I have a few tricks up my

trusted her judgment and knew that she had a way of making things happen. If Caroline

sincerely. “I appreciate your support

course, Alexander. I only want what’s best for you, and if Sophia is the

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

was determined to make things right with Sophia this time, to prove that

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the county fair with Alexander. Despite her initial reluctance, the day had turned out surprisingly well. Her heart was still racing from the unexpected turn of

and relax, her phone buzzed on the coffee table, startling her out of her reverie. She picked it up to see a message from Oliver, the talented violinist she had met earlier at Barbara’s party. Their paths had crossed numerous times,

“Sophia, I hope you received my invitation to the private concert and I hope

invitation was signed with the company’s logo, and Sophia tried to avoid them as

sorry, but I am not sure I want to attend.” Seconds later,

Sophia,” he greeted her warmly. “I

sure I want to participate. My ex- husband

just any concert. And I am sure I have a good reason for you that

Paus will be performing at