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

from the other room, excitement in her voice. “I

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

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

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

set with orange juice and coffee, and there were even plates with ingredients from Sophia’s fridge that she had no

fantastic, Alex,” she complimented as she took a delicious bite of her sandwich. Alexander settled into a chair beside her, his eyes focused on her reaction. “I told you I saved

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

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

expression a blend of sympathy and concern. “I had no idea,

You see, there were times when my mother had to work for 14-15 hours

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

appreciated her understanding and then continued, shifting the conversation toward the matter that had been

why I don’t want you to

The affair between my mother and Michael’s father caused a lot of damage. Michael’s family fell apart, and his mother always blamed the Stone family for everything, which naturally led to

what he was sharing. “I see. So,

of control due to the extramarital affair. My father was, in many ways, responsible for the tragedy that befell

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

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

on her thoughts.

enjoyed the 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 good; it’s

the praise. “I told you, my sandwich is

about Alexander’s challenging childhood, but he was quick to reassure her.