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.

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

you I was a rebel,” Sophia laughed, her voice tinged

never cease to amaze me,” Alexander remarked, his admiration evident in

of her at a concert, clad in chains with her

yet another picture, each one a testament to her vibrant spirit

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

not…” Alexander trails off, uncertainty coloring his

wants revenge, and we can’t hope that he will

reluctant agreement, acknowledging the

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

curiosity piqued

he can’t take that away from me. I’m sure if something goes wrong,

smiles and wraps her arms gently around Alexander’s neck. ” Even if

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

phone to Sophia. ” And

demand to be discharged from the 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 demands, promising to arrange his discharge from the hospital as soon

*

Benjamin from the hospital early in the morning. He had been incessantly calling Alexander’s phone, which Sophia noticed was making him nervous. As she

me my phone

phone is

want you to take it easy now while you recover. So let it

his pocket. He handed it to her, and she accepted

she began as she unbuckled her seat belt. “Do you mind staying at home while you recover? That way, I will be