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…

him, her voice gentle but firm. “You live next door, if something happens, you’ll

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

wish you

smile as she escorted him to the door,

a sudden realization struck her like a bolt of lightning. Her phone! She still hadn’t called

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

intensified with each passing moment. Despite her thorough efforts, her phone remained elusive,

phone. Alexander must be worried now,” she muttered, feeling

it was getting late in the evening. She hesitated, not wanting to disturb Benjamin, who must surely

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

for losing her phone. Now she would have to wait until morning to do something

feeling of a missed opportunity. Perhaps there was a clue

up to her old bedroom. As she settled into bed, she couldn’t help but imagine returning with Alexander one day, sharing stories of her childhood and

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 terribly

bed, Alexander decided to try to call her one

screen. With a mischievous gleam in his eyes, he answered the

a hint of amusement as he

was filled with anger. “Benjamin, where the hell is Sophia?

“Oh, Alex, she’s

me, Benjamin. This is serious. Sophia hasn’t contacted me all day, and now her phone goes straight

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