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.”

nostalgia, “I can tell you that this sandwich saved me during my college years, as

excitement in her

packing her luggage and was ready to head to the kitchen. As she stepped inside, the tantalizing aroma of food enveloped her senses, eliciting a loud rumble

put in that sandwich? It smells amazing,” Sophia exclaimed

that looked perfect at first glance. Sophia’s eyes widened as she noticed the layers of bacon, lettuce, tomatoes, and

appetite was thoroughly whetted. The table was beautifully set with orange juice and coffee, and there were even plates with ingredients from Sophia’s fridge that she

delicious bite of her sandwich. Alexander settled 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

Sophia’s curiosity, Alexander chose to reveal a part of his life that he

was an illegitimate child, and my mother eloped with Michael’s father right after I was born. That decision led to a life filled with poverty and struggle. My father never truly fulfilled his responsibilities as a parent, leaving my mother to bear the weight of our

of sympathy and concern. “I had no idea, Alexander. I’m so sorry you had to go

can cook a mean sandwich. You see, there were times when my mother

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

then continued, shifting the conversation toward the

why I don’t want you to have

see, he and I are half-brothers. The affair between my mother and Michael’s father caused a lot of damage. Michael’s family fell apart, and

recognizing the significance of what he was sharing. “I see. So, your family’s

spiraled out of control due to the extramarital affair. My father was, in many ways, responsible for the tragedy that befell both of our families. That’s why my grandfather wanted to drive

Alexander after hearing this deep-seated family history. “It’s a lot to carry, Alexander. And I’m

“It feels good to share a part of my history with

heavily on her thoughts. It

know,” she remarked, savoring a bite of her sandwich, “this sandwich is not just good;

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

between them the previous evening seemed to have dissipated, replaced by a newfound understanding. Sophia had been silently sympathetic about Alexander’s challenging childhood, but he was quick to reassure her. “You don’t need to