After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#93 “We’re Doing This Together.”

Sophia sat in the small uncomfortable detention room. She had walked around it several times already because she just couldn’t sit still.

She was constantly thinking about her case, but there was nothing she could do to get evidence while she was locked up there. She hoped the detectives or her attorney would do a good job and free her shortly.

While she was thinking, a door opened and the detective who had been questioning her earlier appeared at the door.

“Sophia, there have been developments in the case,” he began, motioning for her to follow him into a small interrogation room.

Sophia followed swiftly the detective around the police station. Her body was tense from the accusation that was hanging around her and from the uncomfortable room she was staying in. As they entered the room, Detective Turner signaled for Sophia to take a seat, his gaze scrutinizing yet oddly sympathetic.

“I won’t beat around the bush,” he continued, choosing his words carefully. “We’ve uncovered evidence that suggests you weren’t the only person at the crime scene.”

Sophia remains calm. She knew she was innocent and was sure the truth would come to light at some point.

“You find proof of the man that led me into the apartment,” she said confident that was the only thing that might incriminate her.

Detective Turner produced a photograph and placed it on the table before her. Sophia smiled as she beheld the image – a blurred figure, the mysterious man who had lured her into the ominous apartment.

“I am sure you recognize this person?” Detective Turner inquired. Sophia nodded, her voice steady. “Yes, that’s the man who met me at the apartment. But who is he, and what does this mean for me?”

apartment building in the days leading up to the incident. Moreover, he had

somber. “We’ll be focusing on interrogating her and finding the whereabouts of this mysterious man. However, for the time being, I must ask you not to leave London. There are still questions that

was shifting. She nodded in understanding, determination gleaming in her

to light,” she asserted.

what we can, Miss Johnson, and for now you are free to go. “Detective Turner insures

cast a glow over the worn linoleum floors. Sophia stepped out of the interrogation room,

– Alexander. He stood near the entrance, smiling at her. Sophia’s heart

doing here?” she exclaimed with a surprise

gaze with a reassuring smile. “I’ve been working to gather

his

interrupted gently, “but we’re

a brief glance, Detective Turner approached them.

for you. Your friend here has been quite busy

to uncover. Detective Turner led them to a quieter area, away from the prying eyes of the

glancing at Alexander with a nod of acknowledgment. “He personally retraced your steps and discovered surveillance footage

nodded, a glint of triumph in his eyes. “It took

couldn’t help but feel a surge of hope. The pieces of the puzzle were falling into place, and it seemed like the

you, Alexander,” she said, gratitude lacing her words. He smiled warmly. “I told

Be careful, Miss Johnson,” the Detective replied eloquently before leaving

police station’s heavy atmosphere slowly dissipated as Sophia and Alexander stepped out into the cool London air. Gratitude lingered in Sophia’s eyes as she turned toward Alexander.

her voice sincere.

to thank me, Sophia. As I said in the apartment before the police come we’re a team

appreciatively, a mix of emotions flickering across her usually composed expression. “It means a lot to