After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#105 “I am Asking Alexander, not You.”

Amidst the elegant ambiance of Sophia’s apartment, the air carried a sense of familiarity and warmth as Sophia and Evelyn settled in for a candid conversation. Sophia, true to her promise, presented. Evelyn with the limited edition Burberry handbag.

“I can’t believe you actually bought me a bag. I was joking,” says Evelyn standing in front of the mirror posing.

“I know, but I wanted to make you happy,” Sophia replies. “Speaking of which you have a lot to tell me about London, the media has exploded,” says Evelyn. She sits back down next to Sophia and looks at her expectantly.

Sophia immediately delved into the narrative of her recent experiences, recounting the twists and turns that had defined her journey. Evelyn, an attentive listener, absorbed each detail, her eyes reflecting a blend of concern and empathy.

As Sophia unfolded the chapters of her life, Evelyn found herself drawn into the complexities of Sophia’s world-a world that had been entangled in a web of mystery, manipulation, and unexpected murder.

With the tale of Sophia’s exploits hanging in the air, the conversation naturally segued into Evelyn’s own life. Sophia, with genuine curiosity, inquired about Evelyn’s recent endeavors, eager to reciprocate the openness she had shared.

Evelyn, her demeanor shifting, began to unravel a different narrative-a story tinged with intrigue and a touch of uncertainty. She confessed to being entangled in a peculiar relationship in the past month.

“He’s interesting, Sophia, and we do everything that couples do,” Evelyn admitted her expression a mixture of fascination and bewilderment. “But when it comes to defining our relationship or introducing me to his. friends and family, he remains elusive.”

silence settled between them, allowing the

yourself from this relationship. You deserve clarity

in contemplation. The advice, though pragmatic,

name – Kyle Vennillia-a. glint of recognition flashed in Sophia’s eyes. The name echoed familiarity, and Sophia’s mind raced to connect the

you said?” Sophia mused, a thoughtful expression etched on her face. “He’s a journalist,

Sophia’s face, couldn’t help but be drawn into the subtle mystery that

asked. Sophia, a half-smile playing on her lips, replied, “Let’s just say our

exchange of banter between the two friends, their laughter filling the room. The ambiance, once charged with

considered confronting Kyle about the

caught between amusement and contemplation, sighed. “Sophia, you always have a way of cutting

for your relationship. You deserve

review, huh? Maybe I should prepare a PowerPoint

As the evening unfolded, the conversation seamlessly flowed

a flicker of curiosity and concern. “I have something important

Sophia’s expression. “Is everything okay?” she

a moment before sharing, “Alexander wants to meet me

serious. Do you think it’s about the ongoing investigation or something

sure. But it feels important.

for you at your apartment. Let

She hailed a cab, and as the city lights blurred through