After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#99 “Let’s not Turn This into A Battlefield.”

The food had been served to them and Sophia was more than pleased with the look of all the dishes. She sensed that Benjamin and Alexander were no longer in the mood despite the banter they had exchanged so far.

Sophia, attempting to lighten the mood, initiated the conversation. “I must say, after all the plotting and scheming, I’ve worked up quite an appetite. I’m glad we got outside and I can get away from everything that’s going on for a little bit.”

Benjamin, however, seized the moment to assert his own agenda. He turned his gaze toward Alexander, a glint of mischief in his eyes. “Speaking of appetites, Alexander, I’ve always wondered how your taste in certain matters has evolved over time.”

Alexander raised an eyebrow, his expression guarded. “And what might those matters be, Benjamin?”

Benjamin leaned back, a smirk playing on his lips. “Well, let’s talk about your pursuit of Sophia. I remember a time when you were relentless in trying to win her back after your divorce. What changed?”

Sophia, caught off guard by the sudden shift in conversation, exchanged a perplexed glance with Alexander.

Alexander, however, remained composed, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. “Ah, Benjamin, you always had a way of digging up the past. But I thought we agreed to focus on the present.”

Benjamin persisted, his tone edged with subtle mockery. “Oh, we can focus on the present, but it’s hard to ignore the echoes of the past, especially when they involve Sophia.”

this into a trip in the

a desire to assert his standing, pressed on. “Alexander, I’ve always wondered if your pursuit of Sophia was driven by genuine

his patience wearing thin. “Benjamin, I’ve never claimed to be perfect. Yes, I made mistakes, and my pursuit of Sophia after

on, you say? But here you are, still entangled in her life. I can’t help

quite an accusation, Benjamin. I’ve been there for Sophia when she needed support, and I’ll continue to do so. If you have concerns, address them

the tension escalate, attempted to mediate. “Guys, let’s not ruin this lunch with old grievances. Benjamin, your concerns are appreciated, but Alexander

or possessive? I’ve seen the way you hover around her, Alexander. It’s not healthy, and

tip of his tongue. “I don’t need your approval or your

the time or the place to rehash old arguments. We’re here to enjoy a meal, and

Sophia, I think it would be wise for you to stay at the hotel where I’m currently staying. It’s

competitor, interjected, “Or, Sophia, you’re more than welcome to stay at my place. It’s quiet, comfortable, and you won’t have to

a moment of contemplation, she turned to

masking his disappointment with a forced smile, conceded, “Well, if that’s what

surreal glow on the cobblestone streets.

the lobby, Alexander accompanied Sophia to the front desk to arrange her stay. Benjamin, feeling like an

with a reassuring smile. “You’ll

made her way to the elevator, leaving Benjamin and Alexander alone in the lobby. The silence

are you so insistent on having her stay with you? It’s not like she can’t

replied, “I’m concerned about her safety, Benjamin. This city can be unpredictable, and I

another move in your game to