After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#76 “Winning Someone’s Heart isn’t Always Easy.”

Alexander closely followed the ambulance, determined to ensure Maestro Paus received the best medical attention available. He knew the gravity of the situation, and his concern for their dear friend was evident.

Meanwhile, Sophia remained outside the villa, her heart gripped by worry and fear. She stared at the road where the ambulance had disappeared, unable to comprehend the sudden turn of events.

Maestro Paus had been sitting right beside her, and in an instant, he had fallen to the ground, his frailty exposed. Her chest tightened with anxiety, but she forced herself to take deep breaths, attempting to push aside the haunting thoughts of the worst possible outcomes.

The significance of Maestro Paus in Sophia’s life couldn’t be overstated. He had been her mentor, her guiding light, and a cherished friend throughout the years. Their relationship held a depth of meaning that extended far beyond the realms of mere friendship.

As Sophia watched, a car pulled into the driveway, and her anxious eyes recognized it immediately – it was Oliver’s vehicle. Sophia rushed down the steps to meet him, her concern etched across her face. The look on Oliver’s face mirrored her own worry.

“Sophia, is everything alright?” Oliver’s voice was tinged with concern as he spoke through the car window.

Sophia barely took a moment to respond, her words tumbling out breathlessly. “Maestro Paus… he lost consciousness, fainted, and now they are taking him to the hospital. We must go immediately.”

Oliver’s expression grew pale, mirroring Sophia’s unease. He didn’t hesitate and gestured for her to get into the car. Sophia wasted no time in doing SO.

As Oliver sped towards the center of town, he questioned her urgently, “Do you know which hospital they’ve taken him to? There are at least three nearby.

Sophia, still reeling from the shock of the situation, cursed under her breath. “I don’t know… Alexander left right after the ambulance. I’ll call him.”

Her trembling hands retrieved her phone from her bag, and she dialed Alexander’s number. When he answered, the urgency in his voice was palpable.

“Sophia,” he said, his concern evident. “The Maestro Paus is already in the hospital, and my assistant. Laura, has taken care of the rest.”

Sophia’s voice wavered as she asked, ” Which hospital are you in?”

“Stone Medica,” Alexander replied. ” My family owns hospitals with the best specialists. We brought him here to ensure he gets the best treatment.”

with determination, echoing Sophia’s

of the rest.” She

has bought everything he’ll need for his hospital stay and handled the admission documents. We’re keeping a close

an end, but the worries and questions swirled in Sophia’s mind

to the grandeur of the villa they had just left. Harsh fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting

were painted a sterile white, and the floors were a cold, unforgiving linoleum. The place had

long, Sophia and Oliver had arrived at the hospital, where Alexander was waiting for them at the entrance. The worry etched

as she stepped out of the car, her eyes darting to Alexander. He shook his head. “We’re still waiting. The doctors admitted him to the emergency

made their way to the waiting area. Sophia’s anxiety had her pacing nervously, her footsteps echoing in the empty corridor as she hoped for

while,” Alexander advised gently. Reluctantly, she settled into one of the waiting room chairs, her posture rigid, a facade of stone attempting to mask the turmoil inside her. Alexander, however, saw right through it. He knew

you need anything? Something

offered, genuine concern etched

slightly, but she couldn’t bring herself to look at him. She was putting on a brave front, but the uncertainty of

closer. At first, Sophia tensed,

that she was grappling

draw her nearer, his hand offering a reassuring touch amidst the uncertainty that hung in the hospital’s antiseptic

crawled by in the harsh, unforgiving atmosphere of the hospital waiting area. The pale walls, the sterile scent, and the distant hum of life-saving machines weighed

restlessly, a testament to the storm

of the situation etched into his weary features. Sophia’s heart leaped into her throat as she rose from her chair, her eyes locked on the

group. “Maestro Paus is out of immediate danger. We’ve stabilized him, but his condition is still critical. We’ll be transferring him to the Intensive Care Unit for further treatment and

coiled nerves finally unwound, and she breathed a shuddering sigh of relief, her shoulders slumping as she heard the words that

her voice tremulous, her eyes seeking confirmation. The doctor nodded, a glimmer of compassion in his eyes. “Family members

nodded, gratitude washing

to the matter at hand She needed more information about Maestro’s condition, and she knew she had to

Sophia’s emotional turbulence. He spoke with a reassuring tone, his concern was evident. “Sophia, I need to return to the villa to handle some matters. Maestro is in capable hands here, and you should take care of yourself. It’s

the necessity of his departure, but she couldn’t shake the reluctance she felt. It was as if Alexander’s presence had

voice tinged with a hint of sadness. “I know you’re right, Alexander. Please take care of things at the villa. I’ll try to rest early, but I’ll be back here

and headed for the hospital’s exit, leaving Sophia and Oliver to wait in the uneasy stillness of the waiting room. It

followed Alexander as he made his way towards the hospital exit. The feeling of vulnerability without him by her side began to settle in, but she knew she had to be strong for Maestro