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.

of Sophia’s past. He couldn’t help but marvel at the sight of Sophia dressed in all black,

rebel,”

never cease to amaze me,” Alexander remarked,

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

handing him yet another picture, each one a testament to

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

not…” Alexander trails off,

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

acknowledging

honest… I’m not as worried as I should be about what’s going

not?” Sophia questions, curiosity piqued by

me. I’m sure if something

and wraps her arms gently around Alexander’s neck. ” Even if the world turns against us, as long as we are together, everything

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

guess it’s for you,” Alexander grunts, handing the phone to Sophia. ” And tell him to give your phone back, that’s

hospital. Despite her reservations about his

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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

give me my phone back,

phone is not

I angry with you. I want you to take it easy now while you recover. So let it be in the past

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

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