#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.”

Alexander rummaged through the kitchen, he added with a hint of nostalgia, “I can tell you that

other room, excitement

efficiently finished packing her luggage and was ready to head to the kitchen. As she stepped inside, the tantalizing aroma of food

It smells amazing,” Sophia exclaimed as she

Sophia’s eyes

whetted. The table was beautifully set with orange juice and coffee, and there were even

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,

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

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

sympathy and concern. “I had no idea, Alexander. I’m so sorry

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 that left me alone at home. I had to learn

revelation. “You’re a strong person, Alexander, to have endured all

the conversation toward the matter that had been

want you to understand why I don’t want you

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

he was sharing. “I see. So, your family’s choices had a profound impact on his

everything 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

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

grateful smile. “It feels good to share a

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

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 it

praise. “I told you, my

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 feel sorry for me, Sophia. I’ve long come to terms with

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