After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#90 “That Person was Sophia.”

As Alexander listened to the lawyer’s detailed account of Sophia’s situation, he found himself not only impressed by the legal expertise but also deeply moved by Sophia’s resilience in the face of adversity.

In the midst of such a grave situation, she exhibited a calm and composed demeanor that set her apart.

Alexander couldn’t help but reflect on Sophia’s unique qualities. It wasn’t just her intelligence or beauty that stood out; it was her strength of character, the way she faced challenges head-on, and her ability to remain level-headed even in the darkest of times.

At that moment, he felt an even stronger resolve to stand by her side and use every available resource to uncover the truth. Determined to prove Sophia’s innocence, Alexander vowed to leave no stone unturned in the search for evidence.

The atmosphere in the interrogation room shifted as the police entered, carrying a somber air of authority. In their hands, they held a pivotal piece of evidence the deceased’s phone, purportedly containing text messages exchanged between Sophia and the victim.

The revelation cast a shadow over the room, as Sophia and her lawyer exchanged uneasy glances, bracing for the impact of this newfound evidence.

The lead investigator, a stern-faced detective, cleared his throat before addressing Sophia and her legal representation. “Ms. Johnson, we’ve uncovered text messages on the deceased’s phone that seem to suggest a connection between you and him.

Care to explain?”

Sophia’s mind raced as she processed the implications of the alleged text messages. The room felt constricting, and she was acutely aware of the weight of the situation. She exchanged a quick glance with her lawyer, who maintained a stoic expression, ready to respond.

“Detective, I can assure you that I have no knowledge of any text messages between the deceased and myself. I’ve never communicated with him before, and I certainly had no

suggest otherwise. They discuss

his tone assertive but diplomatic. “Detective, we need to examine those messages ourselves. It’s not uncommon for digital communication

detective hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Fine, but remember, we’re closely monitoring this

left the room, taking the phone

he had already begun reaching out to contacts, scouring for any leads that could shed light on the intricate web surrounding her arrest. The weight of the situation pressed on him, a relentless reminder of the

a mix of desperation and determination. Her eyes

case?” she asked, her words rushed

I’m here for someone close to me. Do

with emotion. “I’m here because the murdered man is my boyfriend.” She paused, letting the weight of

his face, motioned

he planned to attend yesterday,” Cassie explained, her gaze steady on Alexander. “And if he didn’t contact me today, he said I should report it to the

urging her to go

going to meet,”

moment to process the information before speaking, “Can you show me the photo he shared

handed the device to Alexander, who studied the image. The photograph portrayed Sophia, unmistakably, in

boyfriend was meeting?” Alexander asked, a hint of skepticism in his voice. Cassie nodded, her eyes pleading for understanding. “He was clear about it and the evidence is

to the victim could complicate her situation considerably. Suppressing his apprehension, he made

intervened, leading Cassie to a separate room for questioning, Alexander followed suit. In the interrogation room, Cassie held her ground, maintaining that her boyfriend had identified Sophia as the person he

produced a photo that she claimed her boyfriend had shared with her evidence that, in her eyes,

police, eager to untangle the complex web of the case, decided to confront Sophia with this newfound information. In the midst of