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 she had

interested in reconciling with her. I want to help you with

“I have

curiosity deepened. “But how? You’ve

of mischief in her voice. “Ah, my dear, let’s just say that I have a few tricks up my sleeve. You’ll see on the day of the

had a way of making things happen.

Mother,” he said sincerely. “I appreciate your support in

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

call with his mother. Sophia had declined his invitation for now, but with mother’s assistance, perhaps

a warm smile on his face, Alexander leaned 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

*

had just settled into her cozy apartment after a wonderful day at the county fair with Alexander. Despite her

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,

invitation to the private

but she also knew that the event was sponsored by Alexander’s family. The invitation was signed

quick reply: “Oliver, I’m very sorry, but I am not sure I want to attend.”

he greeted her warmly. “I hope you’re

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

before responding, “Well, Sophia, it’s not just any concert. And I am sure I have

me that Maestro Paus will be performing at the concert? In that case, I