After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#82 “Aren’t You Trying to Steal My Mother’s Role?”

While Sophia was busy stuffing her belongings into a suitcase, Alexander couldn’t help but take in the details of her apartment. It was a reflection of her, a beautiful and meticulously organized space with a tasteful design. The cool colors and carefully selected decor made it a stunning place.

Alexander glanced at his watch, noticing the early hour. “It’s early, Sophia. Have you had breakfast at all?”

Sophia paused, looking at him through her partially filled suitcase, a playful smile gracing her lips. “Aren’t you trying to steal my mother’s role?”

Alexander raised an eyebrow and replied, “Was my question a yes or no, Miss Johnson?”

Sophia chuckled, shaking her head. ” No, I haven’t had breakfast, Mr. Stone. Now, may I proceed with packing?”

With a decisive nod, Alexander offered, “I’ll make you breakfast before I take you to the airport. That way, you’ll have time to pack and eat.”

Sophia arched an eyebrow in mock surprise. “You’ll make me breakfast?”

Alexander grinned. “What, do you think I’m incapable of cooking?”

Sophia let out a laugh as she folded a blouse. “No, but I thought you had cooks.”

Alexander chuckled as he made his way to the kitchen. “I do, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to deprive you of the pleasure of my infamous sandwich.”

Sophia couldn’t help but play along. Wow, a sandwich. Okay, I can’t wait to try it.”

kitchen, he added with a hint of nostalgia, “I can tell you that this sandwich saved me during my college years, as it

excitement in

kitchen. As she stepped inside, the tantalizing aroma

that sandwich? It smells amazing,” Sophia exclaimed as she eagerly took a seat

sandwiches that looked perfect at first glance. Sophia’s eyes widened as

coffee, and there were even plates with

into a chair beside her, his eyes focused on her reaction. “I told you I saved a lot of people with that sandwich,” he remarked with a grin. Between bites, Sophia inquired, ” Where did you learn to

response to Sophia’s curiosity, Alexander chose to reveal a part of his life that he hadn’t shared with

was born. That decision led

and concern. “I had no idea,

smile. “No need for sympathy, really. It’s a part of who I am. But it’s also the reason why I can cook a mean sandwich. You see, there were times when my mother had to work for 14-15 hours to make ends meet, and

softness as she processed his revelation. “You’re a strong person, Alexander, to have

continued, shifting the conversation toward the matter that had been

you to have any further contact with Michael,” he

of damage. Michael’s family fell apart, and his mother always blamed the Stone family for everything, which naturally

significance of what he was sharing. “I see.

father was, in many ways, responsible for the tragedy that befell both of our families. That’s

“It’s a lot to carry, Alexander. And I’m grateful that you opened up to me

managed a faint, grateful smile. “It feels good to share a part of my history with

sat in companionable silence. Sophia’s realization that Michael and Alexander had been affected by the actions of previous generations weighed heavily on her thoughts. It was a somber reflection on how family legacies could shape the lives of individuals who had no control

but commend his culinary skills. ” You know,” she remarked, savoring a bite of her sandwich, “this sandwich is not just good; it’s extraordinary. Maybe I’m saying

beamed at the praise. “I told you, my sandwich is

silently sympathetic about Alexander’s challenging childhood, but he was