After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#67 “I’d Like to Leave this Watch for Maintenance.”

Sophia’s laughter echoed through the upscale boutique as Evelyn’s excitement reached a crescendo. Evelyn’s enthusiasm was infectious, and Sophia couldn’t help but share in the moment. She twirled in front of the mirror, admiring the stunning red dress that clung to her curves in all the right places.

“You have to buy this dress! Evelyn squealed, her voice not matching the hushed ambiance of the boutique.

Sophia laughed and motioned for her to be quieter. She took another look in the mirror and nodded her approval. She had fallen in love with the dress at first sight.

It was simple, yet its cut was such that it perfectly outlined her body. A blood- red long dress with a daring slit running down to her thigh. There were no straps, and the top resembled a corset, expertly tailored to fit her bust like a glove.

Evelyn continued her enthusiastic appraisal, her words now in a slightly lower, more appropriate tone. “If you don’t buy this dress, I will kill you. You look absolutely stunning and incredibly sexy.”

Sophia considered herself in the mirror once more, her eyes sparkling with a newfound confidence. “Maybe if I tie my hair up, with a few loose strands falling to the side…” She lifted her hair as if experimenting with the look.

“Divine,” Evelyn nodded approvingly. She had taken the role of Sophia’s personal stylist and it seemed like the dress hunt had come to a successful conclusion.

Evelyn, still brimming with enthusiasm, moved around the store and selected a small bag in the same captivating shade of red. She held it up next to Sophia’s dress, her eyes dancing with delight. “There, it’s complete,” she declared.

Sophia gazed at her friend with a warm smile. “So, it’s settled. This is the dress, 11 she affirmed, her excitement now matching Evelyn’s. With the dress and accessories chosen, Sophia couldn’t wait to make her appearance at the concert and celebrate the music she loved so dearly.

Sophia bought the dress and the two headed to a secondhand jewelry store on the corner of the street. Sophia didn’t need jewelry, but they offered the best cleaning and restoration services in town, and she wanted to take advantage.

the girls entered the store, Sophia froze at the door. Inside were Megan and Alexander. They were looking

at Sophia and immediately caught the change in her mood. The two had laughed until a few minutes ago, and now Sophia had completely put on the

a quick greeting to Megan and Alexander, Sophia hoping she wouldn’t have to talk to them. Meghan, however, had other plans. The moment she saw her

Sophia, hello sweetie,” Megan exclaimed with a pitch that could

didn’t escape Sophia’s watchful eye, Megan initiated the conversation. “Oh, what

was up, but she played along with civility, nodding politely. ” Indeed,

the peacemaker, tried to keep the conversation flowing. “So,

the urge to boast, her eyes gleaming with sly intention. “Well, you see, we were just selecting a little something special for Alexander’s mother. A token

veiled as she responded, “That’s thoughtful of

dazzling diamond necklace that seemed to sparkle with the light of a

her words had an air of artificiality. “I thought it would be the perfect gesture of our affection

observed the necklace, its ostentation, and opulence practically shouting for attention. It was a piece that didn’t seem to convey genuine sentiment but rather an attempt to impress. Sophia’s

into their plans. “Well, I see you girls have been shopping.

their exciting news, began, “Actually, we’re

sentence, Megan cut in with another theatrical exclamation. “Don’t tell me you’re going to be at the birthday

help but raise an eyebrow at the timing of it all. “Could be a coincidence,” she

was quick to present her case. “The birthday is in two days,” she pointed out with a knowing smile. Evelyn

forced a smile. “Apparently, we’re all headed to the same place.” Despite her reservations, it seemed fate had other plans, intertwining their

dripping with an air of exclusivity. “Oh, you simply must attend the after-party as well,” she announced with a triumphant smile. ” It’s

her air of indifference. “Well, I’m not exactly acquainted with the Stone family, so I suppose it doesn’t matter whether I’m invited or not.” Her words were carefully chosen, conveying that she was not overly concerned about social events within Alexander’s

seemed to catch her off guard. It was clear that Sophia wasn’t easily impressed by status or