After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

“Stay Out of My Way, or You’ll Regret It.”

Kyle pulled out his phone and swiftly dialed his relative’s number.

“Tell me you arranged the meeting with Alberto?” he demanded, his voice edged with urgency.

“Everything is ready, I’ll send you the address. Shall I call for backup?” came the prompt response from his relative.

“No, I’ll take care of him myself,” Kyle replied firmly, a steely determination evident in his tone as he ended the call.

With a sense of resolve, Kyle pocketed his phone and refocused on the task at hand. He knew that confronting Alberto would require all of his cunning and strength, but he was prepared to face the challenge head-on to ensure the safety of those he cared about.

Kyle’s grip tightened on the steering wheel as he navigated through the city streets towards the meeting point with Alberto. Every turn brought him closer to the confrontation he had been anticipating, the tension in the air palpable.

Beside him, Evelyn sat in silence, her eyes darting between Kyle and the passing scenery. The events of the past hours had left her reeling, her mind racing with questions and uncertainties. Yet, she trusted Kyle implicitly, knowing that he was her best chance of escaping the danger that loomed over them.

As they neared the address provided by Kyle’s relative, the atmosphere in the car grew heavier. The weight of the impending encounter with Alberto hung over them like a dark cloud, casting a shadow of apprehension over their journey.

as he parked the car outside the designated location. He glanced at Evelyn, his gaze unwavering

and don’t do anything reckless,” he instructed, his voice firm but tinged with an underlying concern

a shared nod of understanding, Kyle and Evelyn exited the car and

tension crackled in the air like electricity. The

spotted Alberto and his men lurking in the shadows, their predatory gazes locking onto their targets. The air thickened with hostility as

Alberto greeted with a smirk, his voice dripping with malice. “I wasn’t

be no peaceful resolution to this encounter,

me,” Kyle growled, his voice

men, unleashing a torrent of aggression as they lunged forward to

pulled Evelyn behind him, shielding her from the onslaught of violence. With a quick and precise motion, he drew his gun as he took aim at Alberto’s advancing men. Shots rang out, echoing through the chaos as several of Alberto’s men fell to the ground, incapacitated by Kyle’s

I came for,” he growled, his voice cutting through the cacophony of battle. “I advise you to back down, otherwise

for his men to cease their attack. The room fell into an uneasy stillness as the combatants paused, their eyes locked in a tense

a gang war because of this lawyer?” Alberto fumed, his voice

his resolve unyielding

Kyle retorted, his voice cold and unwavering. “This is about respect, Alberto. You

his demeanor shifting from fury to arrogance. “Your protection means nothing here, Kyle. You’re just a puppet in this city, and I