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.”

finely tuned, absorbed Evelyn’s words. A thoughtful silence settled between them, allowing the weight of Evelyn’s confession to linger in the

“it might be worth considering distancing yourself from this relationship. You deserve clarity and openness,

contemplation. The advice, though pragmatic, stirred a complex array of feelings within

life. When Evelyn disclosed the person’s name – Kyle Vennillia-a. glint of recognition flashed in Sophia’s eyes.

said?” Sophia mused, a thoughtful expression etched on her

gaze searching Sophia’s face, couldn’t help but be drawn into

know about Kyle?” Evelyn asked. Sophia, a half-smile playing on her

banter between the two friends, their laughter filling the room. The ambiance, once charged with the weight of shared confessions, now carried a lighthearted energy as they navigated the intricacies of

began, her eyes sparkling with mischief, “have you considered confronting Kyle about the ambiguity in your relationship? It might be time to bring those unspoken feelings

way of cutting through the

a performance review for your relationship. You deserve to know where

performance review, huh? Maybe I should prepare

the laughter, the camaraderie between them deepening. As the evening unfolded, the conversation seamlessly flowed between shared anecdotes, friendly advice, and the subtle dance of emotions that

Alexander. The words sparked a flicker of curiosity and concern. “I have something important to tell you. Can we meet

“Is everything okay?” she inquired, her eyes reflecting

meet me at Bistro

serious. Do you think it’s about

not sure. But it feels important. I’ll go and find

should go. I’ll wait for you at your apartment.

excused herself, leaving her apartment building and stepping into the crisp night. She hailed a cab, and as the city lights blurred through