After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#144 “You Turned Him Against Me.”

Sophia remained silent throughout as Alexander informed Megan that she had been exposed. She sat stoically, her eyes fixed on the unfolding drama.

The atmosphere in the room was charged with tension, and Sophia’s silence only added to the gravity of the situation.

When Alexander mentioned London, Sophia’s curiosity heightened. Her mind raced to the research he had hinted at during their conversation at the airport.

“What about London, Alexander?” Megan asks defensively. “I haven’t even set foot there.”

Sophia, maintaining her composed demeanor, observed the exchange closely. The mention of London

brought a new layer of intrigue to the unfolding confrontation.

The subtleties in Megan’s reaction did not escape Sophia’s discerning gaze, and she wondered how Alexander would navigate this part of the revelation.

“You didn’t have to go there to cause trouble, did you?” Alexander smiled a hint of amusement in his eyes.

He relished the slow unveiling of Megan’s predicament, savoring every moment as she gradually lost control.

“Speak straight,” Megan squealed, her voice filled with anxiety.

that you’ve been pulling strings,

desperately clung to. “You can’t prove any of that, Alexander,” she protested, her voice losing a touch of its

got the evidence right here.” With a flourish, he

as she reached for the papers, scanning them with growing unease. “This is a setup.

truth has a

night they supposedly spent together. “And then there’s this,” he

deceit. “I… this is not what it looks like,” she stammered,

“Oh? Care to explain how you ended up in my bed after drugging me? Oh, wait I can. My apartment also has hidden cameras. As you

now on the defensive, tried to divert the conversation. “What

Can’t I?” He produced another set of documents, revealing inconsistencies in Megan’s

for an explanation. ” You’re digging into personal matters now. It’s none of your

a predator closing in on its prey. “When your personal

now felt like a cage closing in. Her emotions now

an icy detachment. Her expression revealed nothing, but her presence spoke volumes – a silent

office seemed to pulse with the charged energy of a brewing storm. Megan, the architect of her own demise, unleashed a torrent of emotions as she confronted Alexander and Sophia. The air was thick with tension, and the polished veneer of the office now mirrored the shattered illusions that surrounded

blazed with despair and anger as she directed her fury at Sophia, convinced that everything was the stoic woman’s fault. In

fully unleash, Alexander intercepted, his firm grip on Megan’s

spat, her words dripping with venom. ” This is all your fault! You

expression a mask of indifference. She chose silence over engaging