After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#81 “Did You Install Surveillance Cameras Outside My House?”

The sun cast a gentle morning light upon the city, bathing it in a warm, welcoming glow. Sophia had barely taken a moment to eat breakfast when her phone rang, and the voice on the other end delivered news that brought a rush of hope and anxiety. Maestro Paus had regained consciousness.

Without further ado, Sophia hurried to the hospital where Maestro was under medical care. Upon arrival, she was met by the attending doctor, who offered a reassuring smile.

“Good morning, Ms. Johnson. I’m pleased to inform you that Maestro Paus is awake, and his condition is stable. You may see him now.”

Sophia nodded, her heart pounding with trepidation. She had been deeply concerned about Maestro’s well-being, and the fact that he had regained consciousness was a hopeful sign.

As she entered the room where Maestro lay, her eyes met him, and the relief was mutual. Maestro’s frail form was propped up by pillows, and he offered a warm smile to Sophia. “My dear, it’s good to see you.”

Tears welled up in Sophia’s eyes as she approached Maestro’s bedside. “I’m so glad you’re awake, Maestro. We were all so worried about you.”

Maestro’s eyes held a twinkle of amusement. “Worried about an old man like me, dear? You’ve always been kind-hearted.”

and took a seat by his bedside. “Of course, we’re worried. You mean a

his expression growing more serious. “There’s something I need to tell you,

eyes filled with curiosity and concern. “What is it, Maestro? What’s been on

a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly. “Sophia, your grandfather and I had a close friendship that went beyond just our professional lives. After your marriage, he spent some

in London after her marriage. She decided not to bring

did he entrust

into Sophia’s, his gaze unwavering. “He left something for you, something he believed you should have in case of unexpected trouble or

heart raced as she absorbed Maestro’s words. Her grandfather had always been a source of inspiration and guidance in her life,

is it, Maestro?” Sophia asked, her voice filled with

seal. He instructed me to tell you about that letter only if the need

to uncover the secrets of her family’s past was ignited. “Do you know

was a letter, a handwritten letter from your grandfather. I don’t

revelation. Her grandfather, whom she had always regarded with great respect, had left her a letter that held the key to his thoughts

this with me, Maestro,” Sophia said, her voice filled with emotion. “I never knew about my grandfather’s time

his trust in you was unwavering. Now, it’s time for you to discover the

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grandfather and the urgency to get to London. As she approached her doorstep, she was met with an unexpected

asked, her tone a mixture of surprise and irritation. “Did you install surveillance cameras outside my house? Why did you