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.

eyes widened in amazement as he scanned the photographs, each 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

a rebel,” Sophia laughed, her voice tinged with

to amaze me,” Alexander remarked, his

of her at a concert, clad in chains with her hair dyed

picture, each one a testament to her vibrant

to start deciding what we’re going to do when this information reaches the media,” Sophia begins, her

not…” Alexander trails off, uncertainty

furrows her brows. “Oh, that’s enough, Alexander. Your father wants revenge, and

agreement, acknowledging the gravity of their

worried as I should be about what’s going to happen,” Alexander confesses,

why not?” Sophia questions, curiosity

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

by his unwavering confidence. She smiles and wraps her arms gently around Alexander’s neck. ” Even if the world turns against

for a kiss, Alexander’s phone rings, shattering the moment with its shrill

handing the phone to Sophia. ” And tell him

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

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phone, which Sophia noticed was making him nervous.

phone back, ” Sophia told him firmly but

is not

did it, nor am I angry with you. I want you to take it easy now while you recover. So let

understandingly and retrieved Sophia’s phone from his pocket. He handed it to her, and she

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