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.”

a hint of nostalgia, “I can tell you that

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

ready to head to the kitchen. As she stepped inside, the tantalizing aroma

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

bearing sandwiches that looked perfect at first glance. Sophia’s eyes widened as she noticed the

set with orange juice and coffee, and there were even

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

easy for 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

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

wistful smile. “No need for sympathy, really. It’s 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

processed his revelation. “You’re a strong person, Alexander,

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

don’t want you to have any further contact with Michael,”

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 his mother always

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

affair. My father was, in many ways, responsible for the tragedy that befell both of our

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

“It feels good to share a part of my history

companionable silence. Sophia’s realization that Michael and Alexander had been affected by the actions of previous generations weighed heavily on her thoughts. It was a somber reflection

commend 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

at the praise. “I told you, my sandwich

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