After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#114 “Falling for His Games, Again?”

In the moonlit garden, Sophia leaned against the cool marble railing, a sigh escaping her lips. The night was serene, but the turmoil within her refused to mirror the tranquility of the surroundings.

“Sophia, what are you doing? Falling for his games, again?” she muttered to herself, frustration lacing her voice. ” He’s playing the part, acting like he doesn’t care, and I’m letting it get under my skin. It’s infuriating!”

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves as if nature itself was whispering words of solace. Sophia took a deep breath, trying to steady the storm of emotions raging within.

“Why do I let him affect me like this?” she continued a hint of self-reproach in her tone. “He flirts with Megan, and I should just roll my eyes and move on. But no, here I am, tangled up in this emotional mess.”

Sophia’s gaze drifted toward the distant glow of the villa. Laughter echoed faintly, a stark contrast to the internal conflict that threatened to consume her.

“He’s stubborn, deliberately testing my patience,” she reflected, a wry smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “But what’s his game? Why act like he doesn’t care and then subtly change his tune?”

Sophia snarled in her anger and punches the metal fence. She is always in control of her emotions, but when she gets close to Alexander, she simply cannot recognize herself.

“Whatever his game is, I can’t let it cloud my judgment,” she affirmed, a newfound determination in her voice. ” I won’t be a pawn in his emotional chessboard. If he thinks he can toy with my feelings, he’s got another thing coming.”

settling over her. As she made her way back to the villa, the echoes of laughter and conversation grew louder. The emotional tug-of-war continued, but Sophia, armed with newfound clarity, was prepared to navigate the intricate

gaze slided over her. She tried to look away, but she couldn’t. The scene from

crept up her cheeks. She quickly came to her senses and sat down on the sofa near them. But she couldn’t look up at him

miss their exchange of glances. The laughter she shared with Alexander a minute ago died down. She shot glances between Alexander and Sophia, her curiosity reaching its boiling point as her

going on here?” Megan’s voice cut through the tension,

sensing the impending storm, stepped in to diffuse the situation. “Megan, relax. Sophia and I were just catching up.

“There’s no need for doubts, Megan. We’re

though still suspicious, seemed to buy into Alexander’s explanation.

adopting the role of the devoted fiancé, leaned in towards Megan, his tone dipped in warmth. ” Megan, you mean a lot to me. There’s no room

the room seemed to dissipate, replaced by an air of reassurance. She reached for

want to believe in us, in our future together,” Megan admitted, her skepticism giving way to a glimmer of hope. Alexander, maintaining the façade of unwavering commitment, pressed a gentle kiss to Megan’s

the charade, an uncomfortable knot forming in her stomach. She felt disgusted by Alexander’s

think I’ve overstayed my welcome,” Sophia interjected, her attempt

offered a solution. “I’ll have the driver take you home,

through the city, Sophia couldn’t shake off

breath. “And has the audacity to lie to his future wife with me. I won’t