After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#121 “But I Think I was Handling it Pretty Well.”

The moment Sophia and Evelyn hit Las Vegas, it was like stepping into a whole new world. Even before they reached the hotel, they had decided that today would be a day of fun. Tomorrow they would embark on the maddening task of tracking down Kyle’s cousin.

They checked into this swanky hotel that was practically a slice of luxury heaven. Plush beds, panoramic views, and amenities made you question if you were still on Earth or had accidentally entered the lap of opulence. Sophia couldn’t resist doing a little happy dance as she entered the room.

Sophia, with a huge grin, pointed at the king-sized bed. “Evelyn, look at this! We’re practically swimming in comfort. This trip was a great idea.”

Evelyn, equally thrilled, plopped down on the bed, bouncing a bit. “Right? I could get used to this.”

The hotel had a beautiful view, too the whole city sprawled out below them like a sparkling carpet. They spent a good chunk of time just chilling on the balcony, soaking in the sights, and maybe even plotting a little mischief for later.

“How about the casino?” Evelyn asks.

“I’ll say yes,” smiles Sophia. “I’m glad we finally have some free time to spend together.”

“Me too. Men may make us angry, but now if it weren’t for them we wouldn’t be in Vegas on vacation.”

Sophia laughs and shakes her head.

“For the men,” she announces, clinking her champagne glass against Evelyn’s.

As the sun dipped low and the neon lights of Vegas started to wake up, the dynamic duo decided it was time to add a little glam to the evening. Sophia and Evelyn dazzled in their elegant evening dresses.

Sophia, with her hair meticulously styled, had transformed into a vision of sophistication. She chose a dress that accentuated her graceful silhouette, and her curls cascaded down like a waterfall, adding a touch of timeless allure to her look.

Sophia, twirling in front of the mirror, flashed a grin at Evelyn. “Ready to turn some heads?”

Evelyn, finishing up her own makeup, smirked. “Oh, absolutely. Let’s show Vegas what real trouble looks like.”

They strutted out of the hotel like they owned the place, which, for the night, they kind of did. The casino was calling their names, and they answered without hesitation.

The casino floor was a carnival of lights and sounds, slot machines chiming, people cheering, and the general buzz of excitement. Sophia and Evelyn strolled through it all, taking in the chaos like they were born for this.

eyeing the slot machines.

grinned, mischief twinkling in her

symphony of jingles and flashing lights. Sophia picked a machine that seemed to call out to her. She

spinning symbols. “Beginner’s luck, or

“Luck? Nah, it’s all about reading the vibes of these machines. They

with a laugh. “I didn’t know you had

seen nothing

suggested they try their luck at roulette. The wheel, the ball, the bets – it was like a dance of

Sophia confidently placed her bets, explaining the strategy to a curious Evelyn. As the wheel spun and the ball bounced, Sophia’s predictions seemed almost psychic. Round after round, she cleaned up, turning heads and leaving

amazed by Sophia’s gambling prowess, couldn’t help but tease, “Are you sure you’re not hiding a crystal ball

collecting her winnings. “Just a keen sense of probability, my dear.

impenetrable as ever. Bluffing, reading opponents, and mastering the art of the game – Sophia was in her element.

into the queen

“Maybe I’ll add it to

weaved through the sea of slot machines and gaming tables. The air was thick with the scent of anticipation and the distant jingles of winning slot machines. Sophia, still riding the high from her successful

a grin that screamed trouble. He

replied coldly, “There’s no

you haven’t been touched by a real man in a long time,”

he did not give up and persistently tried to pull her toward him. Sophia fed up with the situation, raised her

turned sharp, “I’ve had enough of your nonsense. Back

the

you just leave us

have a good time. You are two beautiful girls. Let me

the man grabbed Sophia’s

he said with

as the situation escalated, a tall, dark-haired man stepped between them, commanding attention. He yanked Sophia’s arm away from the intruder and shot a stern look at the unwelcome man, effectively halting his

mysterious stranger warned, his

a cocky grin. “Come

patience wore thin as she shot back, “I

you listen to the lady and walk away,” the stranger advised, his