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.

been pulling strings,

of innocence that Megan desperately clung to. “You can’t prove any of that, Alexander,” she

got the evidence right here.” With a flourish, he produced documents detailing the web

them with growing unease. “This

truth has a

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

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

in my bed after drugging me? Oh, wait I can. My apartment also has hidden cameras. As you

divert the conversation. “What about

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

face as she scrambled for an explanation. ” You’re digging into personal matters now. It’s none

in on its prey. “When your personal matters spill into my life, they

felt like a

unraveling drama with an icy detachment. Her expression revealed nothing, but her presence spoke volumes – a silent judge witnessing the exposure of a master

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,

Sophia, convinced that everything was the stoic woman’s fault.

Alexander intercepted, his

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

a mask of indifference. She chose silence over engaging in Megan’s