After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

165 “Didn’t He Tell You Something?”

As Kyle’s unwavering gaze bore into Alberto, the room fell into a tense silence, broken only by the faint sounds of heavy. Alberto’s confidence crumbled under the weight of Kyle’s resolve.

“Enough,” Alberto spat, his voice strained with frustration as he raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. ” Fine, you win.”

Kyle’s expression remained stoic as he lowered his weapon, a silent acknowledgment of his victory as he stepped forward to confront Alberto.

“Bring me Sophia,” Kyle ordered, his voice carrying the weight of authority.

Alberto nodded curtly, motioning for one of his men to carry out the order. With a sense of urgency, the man disappeared into the shadows, leaving Kyle and Alberto alone in the dimly lit warehouse, their silent standoff a testament to the power dynamics at play.

As they waited in the tense silence, the distant echoes of their earlier confrontation still hung in the air, a reminder of the volatile nature of their underworld dealings. Kyle’s gaze remained fixed on Alberto, his steely resolve unwavering as he anticipated Sophia’s arrival.

Moments later, the sound of hurried footsteps approached, heralding the return of Alberto’s man, who now led Sophia into the room. She appeared disheveled but composed, her expression stoic as she took in the scene before her.

“Kyle…” Sophia’s voice remained steady, her tone betraying none of the turmoil brewing beneath the surface as she glanced between him and Alberto.

expression softened imperceptibly at the sight of Sophia, his concern for her well-being evident

his voice calm yet

trust in Kyle unwavering as she moved to stand by his

resentment, knowing that his power over Sophia had come to an abrupt end in the face of Kyle’s unwavering determination. Reluctantly, he conceded defeat, acknowledging Kyle’s

balance of power had shifted, leaving Alberto to ponder his next move in the face of this unexpected turn of events. But for now, the immediate threat had been neutralized, and Sophia remained resolute in her stoic demeanor, ready

stepped out of the warehouse. Kyle’s mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions

the car, Kyle’s resolve wavered, his restraint crumbling in the face of Evelyn’s presence. Unable to resist any longer, he pulled her close, his lips crashing against hers in a desperate, passionate kiss. For a fleeting moment, the world seemed to fade away as they lost themselves in each other, the intensity of their connection electrifying the air around

a knowing smile playing at the corners of her lips. She couldn’t help but feel a sense of

of longing and regret. He knew he owed her an explanation, a truth he had

his identity, his words tumbling out in a rush as he laid bare the secrets of his past. He explained how he was the youngest son of a Mafia family, sent to the United States by his relatives in a bid to distance

bring to those he cared about. He had avoided contact with his family, unwilling to drag Evelyn into the dangerous web of Mafia affairs that surrounded

and the weight of his responsibilities bearing down on him, Kyle knew he had no choice but to confront his past. It was a decision that tore at his heart, knowing he would have to leave Evelyn behind without so much

the enormity of what he had just disclosed. She felt a tumult of emotions surging within her

whispered, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes betraying the pain she

gaze filled with remorse as he reached out to gently cup Evelyn’s face in his hands. ” I’m sorry,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. “I wanted to protect you, to shield you from the