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.”

tell you that this sandwich saved me during my college years, as it

other room, excitement in

she stepped inside, the tantalizing aroma

put in that sandwich? It smells amazing,” Sophia

Sophia’s eyes widened as

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

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,

Alexander chose to reveal a part of his life that he hadn’t shared

me, Sophia, “he began. “I 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

“I had no idea, Alexander. I’m so sorry you had

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 that left me alone at home. I had to learn how to

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

understanding and then continued, shifting the conversation toward the matter that

why I don’t want you to have any further contact

and Michael’s father caused a lot of damage. Michael’s family fell

was sharing. “I see.

the tragedy that befell both of our families. That’s why my grandfather wanted to

herself even more sympathetic toward Alexander after hearing this deep-seated family history. “It’s a lot

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

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 over the choices made

breakfast that Alexander had prepared, she couldn’t help but commend his culinary skills. ” You know,” she remarked, savoring a bite of her sandwich, “this sandwich is not just

praise. “I told

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