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.

He couldn’t help but marvel at the sight of Sophia dressed in all

was a rebel,” Sophia

Alexander remarked, his admiration

at a concert, clad in chains with her

each one a testament to

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

not…” Alexander trails off, uncertainty coloring his

enough, Alexander. Your father wants revenge, and

nods in reluctant agreement, acknowledging

be about what’s going to happen,”

questions, curiosity

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

around Alexander’s neck. ” Even if the world turns against us, as long as we

shrill tone. With a snarl of frustration, Alexander glances at the caller ID and sees that

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

his well-being, she knew she had no choice but to compromise. With a heavy sigh, she

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which Sophia noticed was making him nervous. As she parked the car in front of the house, she turned

phone back, ” Sophia told

is not

for me. I 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 it be in the past

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

unbuckled her seat belt. “Do you mind staying at