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.

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

rebel,” Sophia laughed, her voice tinged with

cease to amaze me,” Alexander remarked,

time of her at a concert, clad

she said, handing him yet another picture, each one a

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

not…” Alexander trails off,

brows. “Oh, that’s enough, Alexander. Your father wants revenge, and we can’t hope that he will show

agreement, acknowledging the gravity

should be about what’s going

Sophia questions, curiosity piqued

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

by his unwavering confidence. She smiles and wraps her arms gently around Alexander’s neck. ” Even if the world turns against us, as long as we are together, everything will be fine,” she confirms

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

you,” Alexander grunts, handing the phone to Sophia. ” And tell him to

discharged from the hospital. Despite her reservations about his well-being, she knew she

*

incessantly calling Alexander’s phone, which Sophia noticed was making him nervous. As she parked the car in front of the house,

to give me my phone back, ” Sophia

phone is not

won’t question why you did it, nor am I angry with you. I want you to take it

retrieved Sophia’s phone from his pocket. He handed

her seat belt. “Do you mind staying at home while