After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#170 “Why won’t You Answer?”

As soon as their plane landed, Sophia was eager to return to her grandfather’s house. She and Benjamin hailed a taxi, the anticipation of revisiting her childhood home palpable in the air. Upon arriving in front of the house, Sophia reached for her phone to inform Alexander of their safe arrival.

“I’ll just write to Alexander that everything is fine and we’ve arrived,” she announced, her fingers hovering over the screen.

But before she could proceed, Benjamin swiftly snatched the phone from her hand, eliciting a frown from Sophia.

“You can write to him as soon as we enter. Come on, Sophia, you haven’t been here for years, let’s get settled in first,” Benjamin suggested, his tone persuasive.

Sophia chuckled at Benjamin’s eagerness. “God, Benjamin, you’ve really missed this place,” she remarked, a fond smile playing on her lips.

replied nostalgically, his arm draped casually around

into the house, Sophia remained unaware that he had discreetly stowed away her phone in his own pocket, a subtle act that did not escape his

but feel a rush of nostalgia. Memories flooded back to her, evoking a sense of warmth and comfort that she hadn’t felt in years. Benjamin

scanning the familiar surroundings with a mix

trying to capture the moment. “Some things never change,” he

a subtle undercurrent beneath his seemingly

settled into the house, Sophia’s curiosity grew, her eagerness to uncover

day wore on, Alexander found himself unable to shake the restless agitation that gripped him like a vice. Despite his best efforts to focus on his work, his mind kept drifting back to the image Benjamin had sent him, tormenting him with visions of Sophia and Benjamin together,

energy, Alexander’s thoughts churned with jealousy and insecurity. He couldn’t understand how Sophia

Alexander waited for a sign from Sophia. But as the afternoon wore on and his calls went unanswered, his frustration boiled over

Sophia’s number once again, his heart pounding in his chest as he waited for her to pick

to himself, his voice thick with emotion. “Why won’t you

stretched into hours, Alexander’s anxiety reached a fever pitch, his mind racing with a thousand worst-case scenarios. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was terribly

notification. With trembling hands, he unlocked the screen to see yet another message from Benjamin, accompanied by a photo that sent a fresh wave of anger