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.”

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

the other room, excitement in her voice. “I

she stepped inside, the tantalizing aroma of food enveloped her senses, eliciting a loud

that sandwich? It smells amazing,” Sophia exclaimed as she

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 cooked

thoroughly whetted. The table was beautifully set with orange juice and coffee, and

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,

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

after I was born. That decision led to a life filled with poverty and struggle. My father

“I had no idea, Alexander. I’m

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 take care of myself, and

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

shifting the conversation toward the matter that had been

to understand why I don’t want you to have any further contact with Michael,” he

of damage. Michael’s family fell apart, and

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

nodded solemnly. “Yes, 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

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

good to share a part of my history with

by the actions of previous generations weighed heavily on her thoughts. It was a somber reflection on how family legacies could shape the

Sophia enjoyed the breakfast that Alexander had prepared, she couldn’t help but commend his culinary skills. ” You know,” she remarked,

the praise. “I told you,

dissipated, replaced by a newfound understanding. Sophia had been silently sympathetic about Alexander’s challenging childhood, but he was quick to