After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#150 “Why don’t We Try Kyle Vitali?

When Evelyn stepped into Sophia’s apartment, the soft hum of city life outside seemed a world away from the storm brewing within her. Clutched in her hand was a laptop, a tool she intended to use to unravel the mystery that had cast a shadow over her relationship.

“It won’t happen like that,” Evelyn spat out angrily, her greeting replaced by frustration. “He’s hiding something from me.”

Sophia, surprised by the abrupt shift in the atmosphere, closed the door behind them. “Wow, you went from sad to angry fast,” she remarked, observing Evelyn’s tense demeanor.

Evelyn settled onto the sofa, her eyes fixed on the laptop screen. “I started following this story. I didn’t find anything interesting about Kyle Vennillia. That’s because there is no KYLE VENNILLIA,” she muttered, frustration evident in her voice.

“What does this mean?” Sophia, now confused, approached the computer.

“His name appears only under the articles he wrote, but before that, there was no one with that name. There’s no F****k profile, it’s not in the directories, nothing,” Evelyn explained, her tone a mix of confusion and determination.

“Maybe he didn’t live here,” Sophia suggested cautiously. “Do you want something to drink?”

“Something with vodka because I’m playing detective tonight. I’m sick of him playing me. If he won’t tell me who he is, I’ll find out in another way.”

“Evelyn, honey, why don’t you just rest?”

something. He’s lying to me. I know he loves me, Sophia, but something is stopping him from being with me, and I want to know what it is,” Evelyn declared,

you

me, how he touches me, I just can’t explain it to

friend’s eyes. ” If you

over here to

the digital realm,

require more than just a clear mind.

solving the

sip. The tang of the vodka provided a brief distraction from the heavy atmosphere in the

sofa, side by side, Sophia asked, “So, where

seemed odd. “Look, here’s an article about a heroic journalist named Kyle Vennillia who exposed corruption in the city.

piqued. ” That is strange. How can someone have zero online presence

know who he was before he became this ‘heroic journalist’,” Evelyn replied, determination etched on her

could lead them to Kyle’s past. As they dug deeper, the clock ticked away, and

“He can’t just erase his

you, but I just don’t understand, why after he asked you not to do it, you

a sip of her cocktail, contemplating the complexity of relationships. “I just wish he’d be