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.

investigators also discovered that you’ve been pulling strings, Megan.

clung to. “You can’t prove any

“Oh, I can. I’ve got the evidence right here.” With

scanning them with growing unease. “This

unwavering. “The truth has a way of

confrontation shifted gears as Alexander delved into the night they supposedly spent together. “And then there’s this,”

depicting her deceit. “I… this

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

now on the defensive, tried to divert the conversation. “What about the pregnancy, Alexander? You can’t prove that’s a

He produced another set of documents, revealing inconsistencies in Megan’s purported hospital reports. “Fake pregnancy tests,

as she scrambled for an explanation. ” You’re digging into

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

like a cage closing

detachment. Her expression revealed nothing, but her presence spoke volumes –

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,

the stoic woman’s fault. In her emotional

tempest could fully unleash, Alexander intercepted, his firm grip on Megan’s arm halting her

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

her expression a mask of indifference. She chose silence over