After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#185 “Because I Already Have You.”

Sophia and Alexander returned to the house, the weight of their newly discovered family secrets lingering in the air. For the past few days, Sophia had been sharing stories of her childhood with Alexander, but there was one part of the house she had yet to show him.

“Now that our careers are in jeopardy, I want to show you something,” Sophia said, her tone filled with determination.

“What is it, love?” Alexander asked, curiosity piqued.

“When I was little, there was a place where no matter how hard things got there, I always managed to figure out how to cope,” she told him.

Sophia took his hand and led him up the stairs, her steps purposeful as she guided him towards the attic.

Alexander followed with a smile, intrigued by Sophia’s mysterious revelation.

As they entered the attic, Alexander’s initial impression was that it was just a storage space, cluttered with boxes and covered in sheets to protect its contents.

“The ceiling?” Alexander exclaimed in astonishment. “Is this where you get your inspiration?”

Sophia chuckled and shook her head. ” My grandfather always taught me not to judge a book by its cover. You should remember that too,” she replied, her eyes twinkling mischievously.

Behind a tall tower of cartons, Sophia revealed a hidden door. With a gentle pull of the handle, they stepped into a small, beautiful room adorned with shelves full of books. A triangular window bathed the space in soft light, illuminating a cozy couch nestled beneath it.

In one corner, a desk stood surrounded by posters of famous personalities from Sophia’s teenage years, interspersed with photos of her and her friends.

one offering a glimpse into a different facet of Sophia’s past. He couldn’t help but marvel at the sight of Sophia dressed in all black, her hair dyed red and adorned with numerous

you I was a rebel,”

cease to amaze me,” Alexander remarked, his admiration

handed him another photograph, this time of her at a concert, clad

picture, each one a testament

place to start deciding what we’re going to do when this information reaches

not…” Alexander trails off, uncertainty coloring

wants revenge, and we can’t hope that he will show mercy. We have to

in reluctant agreement, acknowledging the gravity of their

I should be about what’s going to happen,” Alexander confesses, his gaze

curiosity

that away from me. I’m sure if something goes wrong, we’ll find a way to

if the world turns against

Alexander’s phone rings, shattering the moment with its shrill tone. With a snarl of frustration, Alexander glances at the

the phone to Sophia. ” And tell him to give your phone

hospital. Despite her reservations about his well-being, she knew she had no choice but to compromise. With a heavy sigh, she agreed to his

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the hospital early in the morning. He had been incessantly calling Alexander’s phone, which Sophia noticed was making him nervous. As she parked the car in front of the house, she turned to

want you to give me my phone back, ” Sophia

phone is

won’t question why you did it, nor am I angry with you. I want you to take it easy now while you recover. So let

pocket. He handed it

seat belt. “Do you mind staying at home while you recover? That way, I will be much