After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

Chapter 173

#172 “I could have Sworn I had it Earlier…”

It was growing late, the soft glow of evening casting long shadows throughout Sophia’s grandfather’s house. Sophia and Benjamin, tired from their exhaustive search for the elusive key, stood in the dimly lit hallway, their fatigue palpable in the air.

“I think it’s time for bed,” Sophia announced with a weary smile, her voice tinged with exhaustion. “It’s been a long day, and I definitely need some sleep.”

Benjamin nodded in agreement, although there was a hint of reluctance in his expression. “Of course. Do you want me to stay?”

Sophia furrowed her brow in surprise at his offer. “Stay?” she echoed, her confusion evident. “Like back in the day when we used to have slumber parties?”

A nostalgic smile tugged at Benjamin’s lips as he nodded. “Exactly like that.”

Sophia chuckled softly, the tension of the day momentarily forgotten. ”

Benjamin, back then I was afraid of the monster under the bed,” she teased. ” You don’t need to stay.”

“I’m just worried,” Benjamin began, his tone earnest. “It’s a big house, and…

handle it,” Sophia reassured him, her voice gentle but

mood seemed to darken slightly. “That’s right,” he

then I wish you a good

offered him a grateful smile as she escorted him to the door, the weight of exhaustion heavy on

like a bolt of lightning. Her phone! She

muttered to herself. ” I could have sworn I had it

her growing sense of unease intensified with each

Alexander must be worried now,” she muttered, feeling a pang of guilt

her watch, she realized it was getting late in the evening. She hesitated, not

that moment, a thought dawned on her. This was her grandfather’s watch, a precious gift he had bestowed upon her. What if the watch held a clue to

for losing her phone. Now she

left the watch case in her apartment, Sophia couldn’t shake the feeling of a missed opportunity. Perhaps there was a clue hidden within the case that could lead

into bed, she couldn’t help but imagine returning with Alexander one day, sharing stories of her childhood

only intensified. He had been trying to reach Sophia for hours, his calls going unanswered and his messages left unread. Each unanswered call only served to fuel his growing sense of unease, a gnawing fear that something was

to try to call her one

watched Alexander’s name flash on Sophia’s phone screen. With a mischievous gleam in his eyes, he answered the call, relishing the

was smooth, laced with a hint

voice was filled with anger. “Benjamin, where the hell

“Oh, Alex, she’s busy

the dismissive tone. “Listen to me, Benjamin. This is serious. Sophia hasn’t contacted me all day, and now her phone goes straight

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